Sheba's Face
Behold, I have seen queen Sheba,
Whose face is a golden copper;
Long or short,ask no more trace,
Her dazzling face is her grace.
Her cheeks,soft like cotton boughs,
Like mane on horse,slant hairs on her brows;
The white of her eyes,snowy like ivory,
Her lips,tender and like inner cake fluffy.
Her chin, at the tip with inviting dimple,
The forehead sparkling without a pimple;
The bridge of her nose is gradient,
Baby face that is no beauty picket.
Heaven says of Sheba’s face :
He who wins this, wins every race.
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