1. Her glances in judgment are rash
So her justice, if she's just, is flawed

2. And her mouth is a chink of pearls
That cannot be outshone by any god

3. Beauty has sculpted her form
And beauty has cast her molten

4. On her cheeks are two nun's
Well-drawn by a skilled hand

5. One dotted with a beauty mark
To be read, the other with no dot