Cânticos 6

1 Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.

2 My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

3 I

4 Thou

5 Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair

6 Thy teeth

7 As a piece of a pomegranate

8 There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.

9 My dove, my undefiled is

10 Who

11 I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley,

12 Or ever I was aware, my soul made me

13 Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.