Tall and upright as a lance,
With a hawk-like glance,
Nose both arched and aquiline,
Hair and eyes as black as a crow;
Teeth of the whiteness of ivory,
Forehead both broad and wide.
Neck prolonged,
Arms lengthy and powerful.
Chest and shoulders broad and full.
His step that of a well-bred horse,
His voice and moustache as those of a tiger.
In swiftness of foot like a deer.
And his whole character without fear.
What a Bride of the Panjâb should be, from a native point of view.
Oochâh hour siddhâh burchâ hâr
Akheeânh Hurrun hâr
Nâkh thay bhurvuthay kammân hâr
Pual rung kahânh dhee
Pipleeânh theerânh hâr
Dhundh chumbbâh hâr
Matthâ khullâh thay chourrâh
Dhoun kunj ânh hâr
Buth dhi dâar hâr
Châl mornee hâr
Awâz sithar hâr
Shurm saar kacchorn hâr.
Tall and straight as a spear,
With lustrous eyes like a deer,
Nose and eyebrows delicately arched;
Hair the colour of the crow.
The eyelashes pointed as an arrow,
The teeth white and delicious as the jasmine
The forehead prominent and assuring,
Her neck like that of the kunj crane
Her figure tapering as a wasp's;
Her walk stately and beautiful as a pea-fowl,
Her voice sonorous and melting as the harp.
And her manner bashful as the turtle which withdraws its head.
