4:1 Behold, thou [art] fair, my love; behold, thou [art] fair;
thou [hast] doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair [is] as a
flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.
4:2 Thy teeth [are] like a flock [of sheep that are even] shorn,
which came up from the washing; all of which bear twins, and
none [is] barren among them.
4:3 Thy lips [are] like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech [is]
comely: thy temples [are] like a piece of pomegranate within
thy locks.
4:4 Thy neck [is] like the tower of David built for an armory,
on which hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.
4:5 Thy two breasts [are] like two young roes that are twins,
which feed among the lilies.
4:6 Until the day shall break, and the shadows flee away, I will
repair to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of
frankincense.
4:7 Thou [art] all fair, my love; [there is] no spot in thee.
4:8 Come with me from Lebanon, [my] spouse, with me from
Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and
Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the
leopards.
4:9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, [my] spouse; thou
hast ravished my heart with one of thy eyes, with one chain of
thy neck.
4:10 How fair is thy love, my sister, [my] spouse! how much
better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thy ointments
than all spices!
4:11 Thy lips, O [my] spouse, drop [as] the honey-comb; honey
and milk [are] under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments
[is] like the smell of Lebanon.
4:12 A garden inclosed [is] my sister, [my] spouse; a spring
shut up, a fountain sealed.
4:13 Thy plants [are] an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant
fruits; camphor, with spikenard,
4:14 Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees
of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
4:15 A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams
from Lebanon.
4:16 Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my
garden, [that] its spices may flow out. Let my beloved come
into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
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