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.
Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranatewithin thy locks.4
Thy neck is like the tower of Davidbuilded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousandbucklers, all shields of mighty men.5
Thy twobreasts are like twoyoungroes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.6
Until the daybreak ,a and the shadows flee away , I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.7
Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.
8Come 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.9
Thou hast ravished my heart , my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with onechain of thy neck.