² Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth—
    for your love^(A) is more delightful than wine.^(B)

4 How beautiful you are, my darling!
    Oh, how beautiful!
    Your eyes behind your veil^(A) are doves.^(B)
Your hair is like a flock of goats
    descending from the hills of Gilead.^(C)

⁷ Many waters cannot quench love;
    rivers cannot sweep it away.
If one were to give
    all the wealth of one’s house for love,
    it^[a] would be utterly scorned.^(A)