MSTC(i) 9 Who is thy love above other lovers, O thou fairest among women? Or what can thy love do, more than other lovers, that thou chargest us so straightly? 10 As for my loved, he is white and red colored, a singular person among many thousands; 11 His head is the most fine gold, the locks of his hair are bushed, and brown as the evening; 12 His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the water brooks, as though they were washed with milk and set like pearls in gold. 13 His cheeks are like a garden bed, wherein the Apothecaries plant all manner of sweet things; His lips are like roses that drop sweet smelling Myrrh. 14 His hands are like gold rings, having enclosed the precious stone of Tarshish; His body is as the pure ivory, decked over with Sapphires. 15 His legs are as the pillars of Marble, set upon sockets of gold; His face is as Lebanon, and as the beauty of the Cedar trees. 16 His throat is sweet; yea, he is altogether lovely. Such one is my love, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, such one is my love.