Genesis 24:16

And the damsel was very fair to look upon, a virgin, whom no man had known; and she went down to the fountain and filled her pitcher and was coming back up.

Genesis 26:7

And the men of that place asked him of his wife; and he said, She is my sister, for he feared to say, She is my wife, lest, said he, the men of the place should kill me for Rebekah because she was fair to look upon.

Genesis 4:1

And the man knew Eve his wife, and she conceived and bore Cain and said, I have gained a man by the LORD.

Genesis 39:6

And he left all that he had in Joseph's hand, and with him knew of nothing more than of the bread which he ate. And Joseph was handsome and well favoured.

Numbers 31:17-18

Now therefore kill every male among the little ones and kill every woman that has known a man by lying with him.

Song of Songs 5:2

I sleep, but my heart watches for the voice of my beloved that knocks at the door, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my perfect one: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.

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Summary

And the damsel was very fair to look upon, a virgin, neither had any man known her: and she went down to the well, and filled her pitcher, and came up.

Fair to look upon

Bible References

Fair to look upon

Genesis 26:7
And the men of that place asked him of his wife; and he said, She is my sister, for he feared to say, She is my wife, lest, said he, the men of the place should kill me for Rebekah because she was fair to look upon.
Genesis 39:6
And he left all that he had in Joseph's hand, and with him knew of nothing more than of the bread which he ate. And Joseph was handsome and well favoured.

Known

Genesis 4:1
And the man knew Eve his wife, and she conceived and bore Cain and said, I have gained a man by the LORD.
Numbers 31:17
Now therefore kill every male among the little ones and kill every woman that has known a man by lying with him.
Song of Songs 5:2
I sleep, but my heart watches for the voice of my beloved that knocks at the door, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my perfect one: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.