⁵ Turn your eyes from me;
    they overwhelm me.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
    descending from Gilead.^(A)
6 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep
    coming up from the washing.
Each has its twin,
    not one of them is missing.^(B)
7 Your temples behind your veil^(C)
    are like the halves of a pomegranate.^(D)