About her silver shoulders two musky black tresses curl, encircling them with their ends as though they were links in a chain. Her mouth resembles a pomegranate blossom, her lips are cherries and her silver bosom curves out into breasts like pomegranates. Her eyes are like the narcissus in the garden and her lashes draw their blackness from the raven's wing. Her eyebrows are modelled on the bows of Teraz powdered with fine bark and elegantly musk tinted. If you seek a brilliant moon, it is her face; if you long for the perfume of musk, it lingers in her tresses From top to toe she is Paradise gilded; all radiance, harmony and delectation.
(Shahnama 1:21-3)














