11. His head is like the finest gold;His locks are wavy,And black as a raven.
12. His eyes are like dovesBy the rivers of waters,Washed with milk,And fitly set.
13. His cheeks are like a bed of spices,Banks of scented herbs.His lips are lilies,Dripping liquid myrrh.
14. His hands are rods of goldSet with beryl.His body is carved ivoryInlaid with sapphires.
15. His legs are pillars of marbleSet on bases of fine gold.His countenance is like Lebanon,Excellent as the cedars.
16. His mouth is most sweet,Yes, he is altogether lovely.This is my beloved,And this is my friend,O daughters of Jerusalem!