1. Where has thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? where didst thy beloved separate himself? that we may seek him with thee.
2. My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather the lilies.
3. I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine; he feeds among the lilies.
4. Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, as desirable as Jerusalem, imposing as the standard-bearer of the army.
5. Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me; thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.