[1] Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead. [2] Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none is barren among them. [3] Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks. [4] Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men. [5] Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies. [6] Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense. [7] Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.