Cantar de los Cantares 6

¹D Where has your lover gone, O most beautiful among women? Where has your lover gone that we may seek him with you?

²B My lover has come down to his garden, to the beds of spice, To browse in the garden and to gather lilies.

³My lover belongs to me and I to him; he browses among the lilies.

⁴G You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my beloved, as lovely as Jerusalem, as awe-inspiring as bannered troops.

⁵Turn your eyes from me, for they torment me. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down from Gilead.

⁶Your teeth are like a flock of ewes which come up from the washing, All of them big with twins, none of them thin and barren.

⁷Your cheek is like a half-pomegranate behind your veil.

⁸There are sixty queens, eighty concubines, and maidens without number-

⁹One alone is my dove, my perfect one, her mother's chosen, the dear one of her parent. The daughters saw her and declared her fortunate, the queens and concubines, and they sang her praises;

¹⁰D Who is this that comes forth like the dawn, as beautiful as the moon, as resplendent as the sun, as awe-inspiring as bannered troops?

¹¹B I came down to the nut garden to look at the fresh growth of the valley, To see if the vines were in bloom. if the pomegranates had blossomed.

¹²Before I knew it, my heart had made me the blessed one of my kinswomen.

¹³D Turn, turn, O Shulammite, turn, turn, that we may look at you! B Why would you look at the Shulammite as at the dance of the two companies?