2 My beloved has gone down to his garden,to the beds of spices,to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3 I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine.He browses among the lilies,
4 You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah,lovely as Jerusalem,awesome as an army with banners.
5 Turn away your eyes from me,for they have overcome me.Your hair is like a flock of goats,that lie along the side of Gilead.
6 Your teeth are like a flock of ewes,which have come up from the washing;of which every one has twins;no one is bereaved among them.
7 Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.
8 There are sixty queens, eighty concubines,and virgins without number.