4 You are beautiful as Tirzah, my love,comely as Jerusalem,awesome as an army with banners!
5 Turn your eyes away from me,for they overwhelm me!Your hair is like a flock of goatsstreaming down from Gilead.
6 your teeth are like a flock of ewesthat have come up from the washing;all of them bear twins; not one among them has lost its young;
7 your cheeks are like halvesof a pomegranate behind your veil.
8 There are sixty queensand eighty concubines,and virgins without number.
9 My dove, my perfect one, is the only one,the only one of her mother,choice to her who bore her.The maidens saw her and called her blessed;the queens and concubines also, and they praised her.
10 Who is this who looks forth like the dawn,fair as the moon, radiant as the sun,awesome as an army with banners?