Song of Solomon 4:5 DBY

³  Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, And thy speech is comely; As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples Behind thy veil.

⁴  Thy neck is like the tower of David, Built for an armoury: A thousand bucklers hang thereon, All shields of mighty men.

⁵  Thy two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, Which feed among the lilies.

⁶  Until the day dawn, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, And to the hill of frankincense.

⁷  Thou art all fair, my love; And there is no spot in thee.