4
You are beautiful as Tirzah, my love, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.
5
Turn away your eyes from me, for they overwhelm meā Your hair is like a flock of goats leaping down the slopes of Gilead.
6
Your teeth are like a flock of ewes that have come up from the washing; all of them bear twins; not one among them has lost its young.
7
Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate behind your veil.
8
There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and virgins without number.