This is another beautiful verse,
Verses 1 to 7 of Chapter 4 in the Song of Songs:Ah, you are beautiful, my beloved,
ah, you are beautiful!
Your eyes are doves
behind your veil.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
streaming down the mountains of Gilead.
Your teeth are like a flock of ewes to be shorn.
Which come up from the washing,
all of them big with twins,
none of them thin and barren.
Your lips are the a scarlet strand;
your mouth is lovely.
Your cheek is like a half pomegranate
behind your veil.
Your neck is like David's tower
girt with battlements;
a thousand bucklers hang upon it,
all the shields of valiant men.
Your breasts are like twin fawns,
the young of a gazelle
that browse among the lilies.
Until the day breathes cool and the shadows lengthen,
I will go the mountain of myrrhe,
to the hill of incense.
You are my all-beautiful beloved,
and there is no blemish in you.
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