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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 (6:6) As a piece of a pomegranate [are] thy temples within thy locks (6:7) There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number (6:8) 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 (6:9) Who [is] she [that] looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, [and] terrible as [an army] with banners? (6:10) 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 (6:11) Or ever I was aware, my soul made me [like] the chariots of Amminadib (6:12) 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
(6:13)
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