His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me. 2:6
Stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please. 2:7
Stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please. 3:5
Thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead. 4:1
Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none is barren among them. 4:2
Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate. 4:3
Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men. 4:4
Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins. 4:5
Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled. 5:2
My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him. 5:4
I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself. 5:6
There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number. 6:8
The joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman. 7:1
Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor . 7:2
Thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies. 7:2
Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins. 7:3
Thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus. 7:4
