Oh Flow’r of Egypt, Rose of all the world!
Oh fairest flow’r with petals all dew-pearled.
You make my heart a garden fresh and fair,
Oh lovely flow’r! Oh rose beyond compare!
Your are flames in whose pure light I swoon,
To faint with yearning when you are away,
Your eyes are like cool rivulets at noon,
And in your smile the dazzling sun-beams play;
The scent of myrtle clings about your hair,
Oh rose beyond compare!
Oh rose beyond compare
Oh Flow’r of Egypt, I can hear your voice,
That speaks to me and bids my heart rejoice;
Ah! You shall find me ready at your call
To give my love, my life, my all!