1	Whither is thy beloved gone# , O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside# ? that we may seek# him with thee.
			2	My beloved is gone down# into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed# in the gardens, and to gather# lilies.
			3	I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth# among the lilies.
			4	Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners# .
			5	Turn away# thine eyes from me, for they have overcome# me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead. [overcome...: or, puffed me up]
			6	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.
			7	As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.
			8	There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.
			9	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.
			10	Who is she that looketh forth# as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners# ?
			11	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# .
			12	Or ever I was aware# , my soul made# me like the chariots of Amminadib. [Or ever...: Heb. I knew not] [made...: or, set me on the chariots of my willing people]
			13	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. [of...: or, of Mahanaim]