4 ¹ Behold, you are beautiful, my love, behold, you are beautiful!
Your eyes are doves behind your veil.
Your hair is like a flock of goats,
moving down the slopes of Gilead.
4 ² Your teeth are like a flock of shorn ewes that have come up from the washing,
all of which bear twins,
and not one among them is bereaved.
4 ³ Your lips are like a scarlet thread, and your mouth is lovely.
Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate behind your veil.
4 ⁴ Your neck is like the tower of David,
built for an arsenal,
whereon hang a thousand bucklers,
all of them shields of warriors.
4 ⁵ Your two breasts are like two fawns,
twins of a gazelle,
that feed among the lilies.
4 ⁶ Until the day breathes and the shadows flee,
I will hie me to the mountain of myrrh and the hill of frankincense.
4 ⁷ You are all fair, my love;
there is no flaw in you.
4 ⁸ Come with me from Lebanon, my bride;
come with me from Lebanon.
Depart from the peak of Amana,
from the peak of Senir and Hermon,
from the dens of lions,
from the mountains of leopards.

4 ⁹ You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride,
you have ravished my heart with a glance of your eyes,
with one jewel of your necklace.
4 ¹⁰ How sweet is your love, my sister, my bride!
how much better is your love than wine,
and the fragrance of your oils than any spice!
4 ¹¹ Your lips distil nectar, my bride;
honey and milk are under your tongue;
the scent of your garments is like the scent of Lebanon.
4 ¹² A garden locked is my sister, my bride,
a garden locked, a fountain sealed.
4 ¹³ Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates with all choicest fruits, henna with nard,
4 ¹⁴ nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon,
with all trees of frankincense, myrrh and aloes,
with all chief spices -
4 ¹⁵ a garden fountain, a well of living water,
and flowing streams from Lebanon.