A few new photos and a Song

How beautiful you are, my darling!
    Oh, how beautiful!
    Your eyes behind your veil^(A) are doves.^(B)
Your hair is like a flock of goats
    descending from the hills of Gilead.^(C)
2 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep just shorn,
    coming up from the washing.
Each has its twin;
    not one of them is alone.^(D)

Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon;
    your mouth^(E) is lovely.^(F)
Your temples behind your veil
    are like the halves of a pomegranate.^(G)
4 Your neck is like the tower^(H) of David,
    built with courses of stone^[a];
on it hang a thousand shields,^(I)
    all of them shields of warriors.

Your breasts^(J) are like two fawns,
    like twin fawns of a gazelle^(K)
    that browse among the lilies.^(L)
6 Until the day breaks
    and the shadows flee,^(M)
I will go to the mountain of myrrh^(N)
    and to the hill of incense.

You are altogether beautiful,^(O) my darling;
    there is no flaw^(P) in you.

⁸ Come with me from Lebanon, my bride,^(Q)
    come with me from Lebanon.
Descend from the crest of Amana,
    from the top of Senir,^(R) the summit of Hermon,^(S)
from the lions’ dens
    and the mountain haunts of leopards.

You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride;^(T)
    you have stolen my heart
with one glance of your eyes,
    with one jewel of your necklace.^(U)
10 How delightful^(V) is your love^(W), my sister, my bride!
    How much more pleasing is your love than wine,^(X)
and the fragrance of your perfume^(Y)
    more than any spice!

Your lips drop sweetness as the honeycomb, my bride;
    milk and honey are under your tongue.^(Z)
The fragrance of your garments
    is like the fragrance of Lebanon.^(AA)
12 You are a garden^(AB) locked up, my sister, my bride;^(AC)
    you are a spring enclosed, a sealed fountain.^(AD)

Your plants are an orchard of pomegranates^(AE)
    with choice fruits,
    with henna^(AF) and nard,
¹⁴     nard and saffron,
    calamus and cinnamon,^(AG)
    with every kind of incense tree,
    with myrrh^(AH) and aloes^(AI)
    and all the finest spices.^(AJ)

You are^[b] a garden^(AK) fountain,^(AL)
    a well of flowing water
    streaming down from Lebanon.

(Song of Songs 4)