Song of Solomon 4:1-3

American Standard Version

4 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair;
^[a]Thine eyes are as doves behind thy ^[b]veil.
Thy hair is as a flock of goats,
That ^[c]lie along the side of mount Gilead.
² Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes that are newly shorn,
Which are come up from the washing,
^[d]Whereof every one hath twins,
And none is bereaved among them.
³ Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet,
And thy ^[e]mouth is comely.
Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate
Behind thy ^[f]veil.