SONG OF SONGS 4:2-6

²Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes that are newly shorn, which are come up from the washing; whereof every one hath twins, and none is bereaved among them.

³Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy mouth is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind thy veil.

⁴Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all the shields of the mighty men.

⁵Thy two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a roe, which feed among the lilies.

⁶Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.