1
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves'eyeswithin thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mountGilead.
2
Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none is barren among them.
7
Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.
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8
Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with me from Lebanon:look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions'dens, from the mountains of the leopards.