Song of Solomon 4:5 WBT

³  Thy lips [are] like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech [is] comely: thy temples [are] like a piece of pomegranate within thy locks.

⁴  Thy neck [is] like the tower of David built for an armory, on which hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.

⁵  Thy two breasts [are] like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.

⁶  Until the day shall break, and the shadows flee away, I will repair to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.

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