This poem compares several sweet-smelling plants and flowers to a woman's features, noting that while pleasant, they each have some negative quality - the cypress has tough rind, the eglantine prickles, moly's root is bitter. It describes her lips as smelling of gillyflowers, her eyes as newly opened pinks. The final lines reference nymphs of the Mulla river in Ireland and poems bathed in the sacred brook of Hippocrene spring.