6:1 Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women?
whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with
thee.
6:2 My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of
spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
6:3 I [am] my beloved's, and my beloved [is] mine: he feedeth
among the lilies.
6:4 Thou [art] beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as
Jerusalem, terrible as [an army] with banners.
6:5 Turn away thy eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy
hair [is] as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.
6:6 Thy teeth [are] as a flock of sheep which go up from the
washing, of which every one beareth twins, and [there is] not
one barren among them.
6:7 As a piece of pomegranate [are] thy temples within thy
locks.
6:8 There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and virgins
without number.
6:9 My dove, my undefiled is [but] one; she [is] the [only] one
of her mother, she [is] the choice [one] of her that bore her.
The daughters saw her, and blessed her; [yes], the queens and
the concubines, and they praised her.
6:10 Who [is] she [that] looketh forth as the morning, fair as
the moon, clear as the sun, [and] terrible as [an army] with
banners?
6:11 I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of
the valley, [and] to see whether the vine flourished, [and] the
pomegranates budded.
6:12 Or ere I was aware, my soul made me [like] the chariots of
Amminadib.
6:13 Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may
look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were
the company of two armies.
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