Song of Solomon (Song of Songs)
Song of Solomon (Song of Songs) Beauty Quotes Page 1
How we cite our quotes:(Chapter:Verse)
Ah, you are beautiful, my love; ah, you are beautiful; your eyes are doves. Ah, you are beautiful, my beloved, truly lovely. (NRSV 1:15-16)
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes. Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant. (KJV 1:15-16)
Maybe you should call her beautiful a few more times, dude? It can't hurt your chances.
As a lily among brambles, so is my love among maidens. (NRSV 2:2)
As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters. (KJV 2:2)
It's not that the bride is the only game in town—she's getting all the attention because she stands out. That's right, the groom loves her for totally shallow reasons. Ah, young love.
How beautiful you are, my love, how very beautiful! Your eyes are doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats, moving down the slopes of Gilead. Your teeth are like a flock of shorn ewes that have come up from the washing, all of which bear twins, and not one among them is bereaved. Your lips are like a crimson thread, and your mouth is lovely. Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate behind your veil. Your neck is like the tower of David, built in courses; on it hang a thousand bucklers, all of them shields of warriors. Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, that feed among the lilies. Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, I will hasten to the mountain of myrrh and the hill of frankincense. You are altogether beautiful, my love; there is no flaw in you. (NRSV 4:1-7)
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead. Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none is barren among them. Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks. Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men. Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies. Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense. Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee. (KJV 4:1-7)
The groom wastes no time describing all his lady's assets including the fact that she is actually physically perfect. She might snore or something, but boy is she sexy. He is celebrating beauty for beauty's sake. And because beauty usually affected the amount a woman was worth (fiscally), this is a pretty big deal.