³ I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine;^(A)
    he browses among the lilies.^(B)

⁴ You are as beautiful as Tirzah,^(C) my darling,
    as lovely as Jerusalem,^(D)
    as majestic as troops with banners.^(E)
5 Turn your eyes from me;
    they overwhelm me.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
    descending from Gilead.^(F)