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“1 ¶ Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is
thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee. 2 My beloved
is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the
gardens, and to gather lilies. 3 I [am] my beloved’s, and my beloved
[is] mine: he feedeth among the lilies.”
“4 ¶ Thou [art] beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem,
terrible as [an army] with banners. 5 Turn away thine eyes from me, for
they have overcome me: thy hair [is] as a flock of goats that appear
from Gilead. 6 Thy teeth [are] as a flock of sheep which go up from the
washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and [there is] not one barren
among them. 7 As a piece of a pomegranate [are] thy temples within thy
locks. 8 There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and
virgins without number. 9 My dove, my undefiled is [but] one; she [is]
the [only] one of her mother, she [is] the choice [one] of her that bare
her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; [yea], the queens and the
concubines, and they praised her. 10 Who [is] she [that] looketh forth
as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, [and] terrible as
[an army] with banners?”
“11 ¶ I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the
valley, [and] to see whether the vine flourished, [and] the pomegranates
budded. 12 Or ever I was aware, my soul made me [like] the chariots of
Amminadib. 13 Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may
look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the
company of two armies.” (Song of Solomon 6:1-13 AV)
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