Song of Solomon 6:2-9

²My loved one is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to take food in the gardens, and to get lilies.

³I am for my loved one, and my loved one is for me; he takes food among the lilies.

⁴You are beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, as fair as Jerusalem; you are to be feared like an army with flags.

⁵Let your eyes be turned away from me; see, they have overcome me; your hair is as a flock of goats which take their rest on the side of Gilead.

⁶Your teeth are like a flock of sheep which come up from the washing; every one has two lambs, and there is not one without young.

⁷Like pomegranate fruit are the sides of your head under your veil.

⁸There are sixty queens, and eighty servant-wives, and young girls without number.

⁹My dove, my very beautiful one, is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the dearest one of her who gave her birth. The daughters saw her, and gave her a blessing; yes, the queens and the servant-wives, and they gave her praises.