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2 My beloved went down to his garden, To the beds of the spice, To delight himself in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

3 I [am] my beloved’s, and my beloved [is] mine, Who is delighting himself among the lilies.

4 Fair [art] thou, my friend, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts.

5 Turn round thine eyes from before{.htm| title="{"> me, Because they have made me proud. Thy hair [is] as a row of the goats{.htm| title="{">, That have shone from Gilead,

6 Thy teeth as a row of the lambs{.htm| title="{">, That have come up from the washing{.htm| title="{">, Because all of them are forming twins, And a bereaved one is not among them.

7 As the work of the pomegranate [is] thy temple behind thy veil.

8 Sixty are queens, and eighty concubines, And virgins without number.

9 One is my dove, my perfect one, One she [is] of her mother, The choice one she [is] of her that bare her, Daughters saw, and pronounce her happy, Queens and concubines, and they praise her.

10 ‘Who [is] this that is looking forth as morning, Fair as the moon—clear as the sun, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts?’

11 Unto a garden of nuts I went down, To look on the buds of the valley, To see whither the vine had flourished, The pomegranates had blossomed—

12 I knew not my soul, It made me—chariots of my people Nadib.

13 Return, return, O Shulammith! Return, return, and we look upon thee. What do ye see in Shulammith?

Song of Solomon 6:2-13, YLT with Strong's. Public domain.
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