Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.
3I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.
4Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
5Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.
7As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.
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