¹¹ So shall the king greatly desire thy beauty: for he is thy Lord; and worship thou him.

¹⁵ Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.

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

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

⁶ How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!