Song of Solomon 6:7 ASV

⁵  Turn away thine eyes from me, For they have overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, That lie along the side of Gilead.

⁶  Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes, Which are come up from the washing; Whereof every one hath twins, And none is bereaved among them.

⁷  Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate Behind thy veil.

⁸  There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, And virgins without number.

⁹  My dove, my undefiled, is 'but' one; She is the only one of her mother; She is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed; 'Yea', the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.