Genesis 24:16

And the girl good of aspect exceedingly; a virgin, and man knew her not: and she will go down to the fountain and fill her bucket, and come up.

Genesis 26:7

And the men of the place will ask concerning his wife; and he will say, She is my sister: for he will be afraid to say, My wife, lest the men of the place will kill me for Rebekah, because she is good in appearance.

Genesis 4:1

AND Adam knew Life, his wife, and she will conceive and bear Cain, and said, I obtained a man of Jehovah.

Genesis 39:6

And he will let go all which is to him into the hand of Joseph; and he will not, know anything except the bread which he is eating: and Joseph will be fair of form, and fair of look.

Numbers 31:17-18

And now kill every male among the little ones; and every woman know in man by the bed of a male, do ye kill.

Song of Songs 5:2

I slept and my heart waked: the voice of my beloved knocks at the door; Open to me, my sister, my friend, my dove, my perfect one: my head was filled with dew, 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 the place will ask concerning his wife; and he will say, She is my sister: for he will be afraid to say, My wife, lest the men of the place will kill me for Rebekah, because she is good in appearance.
Genesis 39:6
And he will let go all which is to him into the hand of Joseph; and he will not, know anything except the bread which he is eating: and Joseph will be fair of form, and fair of look.

Known

Genesis 4:1
AND Adam knew Life, his wife, and she will conceive and bear Cain, and said, I obtained a man of Jehovah.
Numbers 31:17
And now kill every male among the little ones; and every woman know in man by the bed of a male, do ye kill.
Song of Songs 5:2
I slept and my heart waked: the voice of my beloved knocks at the door; Open to me, my sister, my friend, my dove, my perfect one: my head was filled with dew, my locks with the drops of the night