22:006:006 Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among them.
22:006:007 As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.
22:006:008 There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.
22:006:009 My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
22:006:010 Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?
22:006:011 I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished and the pomegranates budded.
22:006:012 Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib.
22:006:013 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.
22:007:001 How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.
22:007:002 Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.