3. I am his, and he is mine,as he feeds his sheepamong the lilies.
4. My dearest, the cities of Tirzahand Jerusalemare not as lovely as you.Your charms are more powerfulthan all the starsin the heavens.
5. Turn away your eyes—they make me melt.Your hair tosses aboutas gracefully as goatscoming down from Gilead.
6. Your teeth are whiterthan sheep freshly washed;they match perfectly,not one is missing.
7. Behind your veil are hiddenbeautiful rosy cheeks.
8. What if I could havesixty queens, eighty wives,and thousands of others!