¹" Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Where has your beloved turned, That we may seek him with you?" ²" My beloved has gone down to his garden, To the beds of balsam, To pasture his flock in the gardens And gather lilies. ³" I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine, He who pastures his flock among the lilies." ⁴" You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling, As lovely as Jerusalem, As awesome as an army with banners. ⁵"Turn your eyes away from me, For they have confused me; Your hair is like a flock of goats That have descended from Gilead. ⁶" Your teeth are like a flock of ewes Which have come up from their washing, All of which bear twins, And not one among them has lost her young. ⁷" Your temples are like a slice of a pomegranate Behind your veil. ⁸"There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, And maidens without number; ⁹But my dove, my perfect one, is unique: She is her mother's only daughter; She is the pure child of the one who bore her. The maidens saw her and called her blessed, The queens and the concubines also, and they praised her, saying, ¹⁰'Who is this that grows like the dawn, As beautiful as the full moon, As pure as the sun, As awesome as an army with banners?' ¹¹"I went down to the orchard of nut trees To see the blossoms of the valley, To see whether the vine had budded Or the pomegranates had bloomed. ¹²"Before I was aware, my soul set me Over the chariots of my noble people." ¹³" Come back, come back, O Shulammite; Come back, come back, that we may gaze at you!" " Why should you gaze at the Shulammite, As at the dance of the two companiesNULL