4 “Look! You are beautiful, my beloved.Look! You are beautiful.Your eyes are those of doves behind your veil.Your hair is like a flock of goatsStreaming down the mountains of Gilʹe·ad.a 2 Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn sheepThat have come up from being washed,All of them bearing twins,And not one has lost her young. 3 Your lips are like a scarlet thread,And your speech is delightful.Like a segment of pomegranateAre your cheeks behind your veil. 4 Your neckb is like the tower of David,cBuilt with courses of stoneUpon which are hung a thousand shields,All the circular shields of the mighty men.d 5 Your two breasts are like two fawns,The twins of a gazelle,eThat feed among the lilies.” 6 “Until the day grows breezy and the shadows flee,I will go my way to the mountain of myrrhAnd to the hill of frankincense.”f 7 “You are altogether beautiful, my beloved,gThere is no blemish in you. 8 Come with me from Lebʹa·non, my bride,Come with me from Lebʹa·non.hDescend from the peak of A·maʹnah,*From the peak of Seʹnir, the peak of Herʹmon,iFrom the lairs of lions, from the mountains of leopards.
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4 “Look! You are beautiful, my beloved.Look! You are beautiful.Your eyes are those of doves behind your veil.Your hair is like a flock of goatsStreaming down the mountains of Gilʹe·ad.a 2 Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn sheepThat have come up from being washed,All of them bearing twins,And not one has lost her young. 3 Your lips are like a scarlet thread,And your speech is delightful.Like a segment of pomegranateAre your cheeks behind your veil. 4 Your neckb is like the tower of David,cBuilt with courses of stoneUpon which are hung a thousand shields,All the circular shields of the mighty men.d 5 Your two breasts are like two fawns,The twins of a gazelle,eThat feed among the lilies.” 6 “Until the day grows breezy and the shadows flee,I will go my way to the mountain of myrrhAnd to the hill of frankincense.”f 7 “You are altogether beautiful, my beloved,gThere is no blemish in you. 8 Come with me from Lebʹa·non, my bride,Come with me from Lebʹa·non.hDescend from the peak of A·maʹnah,*From the peak of Seʹnir, the peak of Herʹmon,iFrom the lairs of lions, from the mountains of leopards.
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