6:1 Whither is thy beloued gone O thou fairest among women, whither is thy beloued turned aside that we may seeke him with thee. 6:2 My beloued is gone downe into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feede in the gardens, and to gather lillies. 6:3 I am my beloueds, & my beloued is mine: he feedeth among the lillies. 6:4 Thou art beautifull, O my loue, as Tirzah, comely as Ierusalem, terrible as an armie with banners. 6:5 Turne away thine eyes from me, for they haue ouercome me: thy haire is a flocke of goates, that appeare from Gilead. 6:6 Thy teeth are as a flocke of sheepe which goe vp from the washing, wherof euery one beareth twinnes, and there is not one barren among them. 6:7 As a piece of a pomegranat are thy temples within thy lockes. 6:8 There are threescore Queenes, and fourescore concubines, and virgins without number. 6:9 My doue, my vndefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her: The daughters sawe her, and blessed her; yea the Queenes and the concubins, and they praysed her. 6:10 Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, faire as the moone, cleare as the sunne, and terrible as an armie with banners 6:11 I went downe into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished, and the pomegranats budded. 6:12 Or euer I was aware, my soule made me like the chariots of Amminadib. 6:13 Returne, returne, O Shulamite; returne, returne, that we may looke vpon thee: what will yee see in the Shulamite as it were the company of two armies.