whither Is thy beloved gone , O thou fairest among women ? whither Is thy beloved turned aside ? that we may seek him with thee .
my beloved Is gone down into his garden , to the beds of spices , to feed in the gardens , And to gather lilies .
I [ am ] my beloved's , And my beloved [ Is ] mine : he feedeth among the lilies .
thou [ art ] beautiful , O my love , as Tirzah , comely as Jerusalem , terrible as [ an army ] with banners .
turn away thine eyes from me , for they have overcome me : thy hair [ Is ] as A flock of goats that appear from Gilead .
thy teeth [ are ] as A flock of sheep which go up from the washing , whereof every one beareth twins , And [ there Is ] not one barren among them .
as A piece of A pomegranate [ are ] thy temples within thy locks .
there are threescore queens , And fourscore concubines , And virgins without number .
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 blessed her ; [ yea ] , the queens And the concubines , And they praised her .
who [ Is ] she [ that ] looketh forth as the morning , fair as the moon , clear as the sun , [ And ] terrible as [ an army ] with banners ?
I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley , [ And ] to see whether the vine flourished , [ And ] the pomegranates budded .
or ever I was aware , my soul made me [ like ] the chariots of Amminadib .
Return , Return , O Shulamite ; Return , Return , that we may Look upon thee . what will ye see in the Shulamite ? as it were the company of two armies .