Your teeth are like a flock of sheep just shorn,
    coming up from the washing.
Each has its twin;
    not one of them is alone.
Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon;
    your mouth is lovely.
Your temples behind your veil
    are like the halves of a pomegranate.
Your neck is like the tower of David,
    built with courses of stone;[a]
on it hang a thousand shields,
    all of them shields of warriors.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 4:4 The meaning of the Hebrew for this phrase is uncertain.