The Wedding Night: Praise of the Bride38

The Lover to His Beloved:

4:1 Oh,1 you are beautiful, my darling!2

Oh, you are beautiful!

Your eyes behind your veil are like doves.3

Your hair is like a flock of female goats

descending4 from Mount Gilead.

4:2 Your teeth are like a flock of newly-shorn sheep

coming up from the washing place;5

each of them has a twin,

and not one of them is missing.

4:3 Your lips are like a scarlet thread;6

your mouth is lovely.

Your forehead7 behind your veil

is like a slice of pomegranate.

4:4 Your neck is like the tower8 of David

built with courses of stones;9

one thousand shields are hung on it—

all shields of valiant warriors.10

4:5 Your two breasts are like two fawns,

twins of the gazelle

grazing among the lilies.

4:6 Until the dawn arrives11

and the shadows flee,

I will go up to the mountain of myrrh,

and to the hill of frankincense.

4:7 You are altogether beautiful, my darling!

There is no blemish in you!