1. WHERE HAS your beloved gone, O you fairest among women? [Again the ladies showed their interest in the remarkable person whom the Shulammite had championed with such unstinted praise; they too wanted to know him, they insisted.] Where is your beloved hiding himself? For we would seek him with you.
2. [She replied] My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens and to gather lilies.
3. I am my beloved's [garden] and my beloved is mine! He feeds among the lilies [which grow there].
4. [He said] You are as beautiful as Tirzah [capital of the northern kingdom's first king], my love, and as comely as Jerusalem, [but you are] as terrible as a bannered host!
5. Turn away your [flashing] eyes from me, for they have overcome me! Your hair is like a flock of goats trailing down from Mount Gilead.
6. Your teeth are like a flock of ewes coming from their washing, of which all are in pairs, and not one of them is missing.
7. Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate behind your veil.