How is your beloved better than other beloveds, you fairest among women?
He is white and ruddy. His head is like the purest gold. His hair is bushy and black. His eyes are like doves beside the water brooks, bathing in milk. His cheeks are like beds of spices with towers of perfumes growing in them. His lips are like lilies, dripping liquid myrrh. His fingers are like golden bars, full of turquoise. His body is like ivory overlaid with sapphires. His legs are like pillars of marble. His mouth is sweet; he is altogether lovely.