4 How beautiful you are, my darling!
    Oh, you are beautiful!
Your eyes behind your veil [^Cimparting a sense of mystery] are like doves [1:15].
    Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down Mount Gilead [^Ca beautiful site in central Transjordan near the Jabbok river; the image indicates lush, flowing hair].
² Your teeth are like ·newly [^La flock of] sheared sheep
    just coming from ·their bath [a washing; ^Cwhite].
Each one has a twin,
    and none of them is missing [^Ca compliment in an age before dentistry].
³ Your lips are like ·red silk [a scarlet] thread,
    and your mouth is ·lovely [or desirable].
Your ·cheeks [or temple] behind your veil
    are like slices of a pomegranate [^Creddish orange].
⁴ Your neck is like David’s tower [^Cdignified; strong],
    built ·with rows of stones [in courses].
A thousand shields hang on its walls [^Ca necklace that enhances her beauty];
    each shield belongs to a ·strong soldier [hero].
⁵ Your breasts are like two fawns,
    like twins of a gazelle,
    ·feeding [grazing] among the lilies.
⁶ Until the day dawns
    and the shadows ·disappear [flee],
I will go to that mountain of myrrh
    and to that hill of ·incense [frankincense; ^Creferring to the woman].
⁷ My darling, everything about you is beautiful,
    and ·there is nothing at all wrong with you [you have no blemish].
⁸ Come with me from Lebanon, my bride.
    Come with me from Lebanon,
from the top of Mount Amana,
    from the tops of Mount Senir and Mount Hermon.
Come from the lions’ dens
    and from the leopards’ hills [^Capart from him she is in a dangerous place].