Song of Songs 6

CLV(i) 1 Whither has your darling gone, loveliest among women? Whither has your darling faced? Let us seek him with you." 2 My darling has descended to his garden, To the beds of aromatics, To graze in the gardens And to glean anemones." 3 I am my darling's, and my darling is mine; He is grazing his flock among the anemones." 4 You are lovely, my dearest, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Majestic as standard bearers." 5 Turn your eyes about from in front of me, For they beset me. Your hair is like a drove of goats that streams down from Gilead;" 6 Your teeth are like a drove of ewes that ascend from the washing; All of them have their twins, And there are none among them bereaved;" 7 Like a slice of pomegranate are your temples behind your face veil. 8 Sixty queens, they may be, and eighty concubines, And damsels may be without number, 9 But only one is she, my dove, my flawless one, The only one is she of her mother, The pure one is she of the one who bore her. Daughters see her and call her happy; Queens and concubines, let them praise her." 10 Who is this who gazes forth like the dawn, Lovely as the moonbeam, Pure as the sunshine, Majestic as standard bearers? 11 I descended to the walnut garden To see the pollination about the watercourse, To see whether the vine had budded And pomegranates had flowered." 12 Before I knew it, My soul set me among the chariots of my princely kinsmen." 13 Return, return, Shulamitess; Return, return, that we may perceive you. What do you perceive in the Shulamitess? Something like the Mahanaim chorus?