⁸ “If you yourself do not know,
^(A)Most beautiful among women,
Go out on the trail of the flock,
And pasture your young goats
By the tents of the shepherds.

¹⁵ “^[a](A)How beautiful you are, my darling,
^[b]How beautiful you are!
Your ^(B)eyes are like doves.”

4 “^[a]How beautiful ^(A)you are, my darling,
^[b]How beautiful you are!
Your ^(B)eyes are like doves ^(C)behind your veil;
Your ^(D)hair is like a flock of goats
That have descended from Mount ^(E)Gilead.

⁹ “^[a]What kind of beloved is your beloved,
O ^(A)most beautiful among women?
^[b]What kind of beloved is your beloved,
That you make us swear in this way?”

6 “^(A)Where has your beloved gone,
O ^(B)most beautiful among women?
Where has your beloved turned,
That we may seek him with you?”