4 “1aYou are as beautiful as bTirzah, my darling,

As clovely as dJerusalem,

As eawesome as 2an army with banners.

5 “Turn your eyes away from me,

For they have confused me;

aYour hair is like a flock of goats

That have descended from Gilead.

6 “aYour teeth are like a flock of ewes

Which have come up from their washing,

All of which bear twins,

And not one among them has 1lost her young.

7 “aYour temples are like a slice of a pomegranate

Behind your veil.

8 “There are sixty aqueens and eighty concubines,

And 1bmaidens without number;

9 But amy dove, my perfect one, is 1unique:

She is her mother’s 1only daughter;

She is the pure child of the one who bore her.

The 2bmaidens saw her and called her blessed,

The cqueens and the concubines also, and they praised her, saying,

10 ‘Who is this that 1grows like the dawn,

As beautiful as the full amoon,

As pure bas the sun,

As cawesome as 2an army with banners?’