Hmm. Now shall I return thy rating. Such silken hair would be the makings of many a great and legendary song, and thy form (ill-hidden in such ... delightful attire) would be the stuff to make a man's heart sing.

Had I met thee when I was a breathing, living being, I wouldst truly try to woo thee; alas, I am but a cold and dead thing, unable to feel, and unable to adequately express the nature of they beauty but in a paltry number. A ten, milday, a ten thou art.