Song of Solomon 4:1DRA

1Behold, thou fair, my love; behold, thou fair; thou doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.

2Thy teeth like a flock shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none barren among them.

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