百合

羞怯的玫瑰豎著它的刺

溫順的綿羊叉著嚇人的角

而潔白的百合會用怡人的愛

不用刺也不用角 來點染它輝煌的美

The modest Rose puts forth thorn

The humble Sheep a threatning horn

While the Lilly white shall in Love delight

Nor a thorn nor a threat stain her beauty bright