4:1 See, you are fair, my love, you are fair; you have the eyes of a dove; your hair is as a flock of goats, which take their rest on the side of Gilead.
4:2 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep whose wool is newly cut, which come up from the washing; every one has two lambs, and there is not one without young.
4:3 Your redlips are like a bright thread, and your mouth is fair of form; the sides of your head are like pomegranate fruit under your veil.
4:7 You are all fair, my love; there is no mark on you.
4:8 Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, with me from Lebanon; see from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from the places of the lions, from the mountains of the leopards.
4:9 You have taken away my heart, my sister, my bride; you have taken away my heart, with one look you have taken it, with one chain of your neck!
4:10 How fair is your love, my sister! How much better is your love than wine, and the smell of your oils than any perfume!
4:15 You are a fountain of gardens, a spring of living waters, and flowing waters from Lebanon.
4:16 Be awake, O north wind; and come, O south, blowing on my garden, so that its spices may come out. Let my loved one come into his garden, and take of his good fruits.
