3. I belong to my lover, and my lover belongs to me;he feeds among the lilies.
4. M Beautiful as Tirzah are you, my friend;fair as Jerusalem,fearsome as celestial visions!
5. Turn your eyes away from me,for they stir me up.Your hair is like a flock of goatsstreaming down from Gilead.
6. Your teeth are like a flock of ewesthat come up from the washing,All of them big with twins,none of them barren.
7. Like pomegranate halves,your cheeks behind your veil.
8. Sixty are the queens, eighty the concubines,and young women without number—