2. My love has gone down to his garden, to beds of spice, to feed in the gardens and gather lilies.
3. I am my love’s and my love is mine; he feeds among the lilies.
4. You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling,lovely as Jerusalem,awe-inspiring as an army with banners.
5. Turn your eyes away from me,for they captivate me. Your hair is like a flock of goatsstreaming down from Gilead.
6. Your teeth are like a flock of ewescoming up from washing,each one having a twin,and not one missing.