1 Behold, thou art fair, my love;behold, thou art fair;thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks:thy hair is as a flock of goats,that appear from mount Gil´e-ad.
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 pomegranate within thy locks.
4 Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armory,whereon there hang a thousand bucklers,all shields of mighty men.
5 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins,which feed among the lilies.