O, how much more does beauty beauteous seem, by that sweet ornament which truth does give! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem for that sweet odor which does in it live.
O, hvussu nógv vakrari tykist vakurleikin at vera við yndinum, sum sannleikin gevur! Rósan er vøkur, men vakrari tykist hon okkum av søta anganum, sum er í henni.