The Beloved about Her Lover:
6:3 I am my lover’s
he grazes among the lilies.
The Lover to His Beloved:
6:4 My darling, you are as beautiful as Tirzah,
as lovely as Jerusalem,
as awe-inspiring
6:5 Turn your eyes away from me –
they overwhelm
Your hair is like a flock of goats
descending from Mount Gilead.