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.
3
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 , and the shadows flee away , I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.