⁵ Turn your eyes from me,
    because they ·excite me too much [unsettle me].
Your hair is like a flock of goats
    streaming down Mount Gilead [4:1].
⁶ Your teeth are like a flock of sheep
    just coming from ·their bath [a washing; ^Cwhite];
each one has a twin,
    and none of them is missing [4:2].
⁷ Your ·cheeks [or temple] behind your veil
    are like slices of a pomegranate [reddish orange; 4:3].