Whither is thy belovedgone , O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside ? that we may seek him with thee.
My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gatherlilies.3
I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.4
Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah,comely as Jerusalem,terrible as an army with banners .
Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcomea me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.6
Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins , and there is not one barren among them.
As a piece of a pomegranate are thy templeswithin thy locks.8
There are threescorequeens, and fourscoreconcubines, and virgins without number.9
My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughterssaw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.