SHIR HASHIRIM 6

1 Where is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among nashim? Where is thy beloved turned aside, that we may seek him with thee? 2 Dodi (my beloved) is gone down into his gan (garden), to the beds of spices, to feed in the ganim (gardens), and to gather shoshanim (lilies). 3 I am my belovedʼs, and my beloved is mine; he feedeth among the shoshanim. 4 Thou art yafeh, O my love, as Tirtzah, lovely as Yerushalayim, awe-inspiring as bannered troops on the march. 5 Turn away thine eyes from me, for they overwhelm me; thy hair is as an eder of goats that descend from Gil’ad. 6 Thy teeth are as an eder harechalim (flock of ewes) which go up from the washing, whereof every one is matched, and there is not one missing among them. 7 As a half pomegranate is thy temple within thy veil. 8 There are threescore melakhot (queens), and fourscore pilagshim (concubines), and alamot (young unmarried virgins) without number. 9 My yonah (dove), tammati (my perfect one, my undefiled) is unique; she is the only one of her em (mother), she is the barah (choice one) of her that bore her. The banot saw her, they called her blessed; yea, the melakhot and the pilagshim praise her. 10 Who is she that looks forth like the shachar (dawn), yafeh as the levanah (moon), clear as the sun, and awe-inspiring as bannered troops on the march? 11 I went down into the grove of nut trees to see the blossoms of the valley, and to see whether hagefen (the vine) flourished and the pomegranates bloomed. 12 Before I was aware, my nefesh lifted me up to the merkevot of ammi (my people) of one, a royal one.