I’d like to marry a woman with a nose like this. Majestic, I say. The nose of a goddess. The nose of a conquerer, an empire builder, a slayer of kings. The nose of a lover so dear; a mother so gentle; a maiden so fair. The nose of an angel–slender, elegent, and graceful. A truly divine nose.
I would reply by noting that I specifically did not say that she has the most beautiful nose in the world for that very reason, but I can’t because I’ve already died from terminal swooning (immolo catellus amoris, IIRC) and am completely unable to type.