The Song of Solomon 6:3-6

³I am my kinsman's, and my kinsman is mine, who feeds among the lilies.

⁴Thou art fair, my companion, as Pleasure, beautiful as Jerusalem, terrible as armies set in array.

⁵Turn away thine eyes from before me, for they have ravished me: thy hair is as flocks of goats which have appeared from Galaad.

⁶Thy teeth are as flocks of shorn sheep, that have gone up from the washing, all of them bearing twins, and there is none barren among them: thy lips are as a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely.