The Bible, Douay-Rheims, Book 24…
“ I to my beloved, and my beloved to me, who feedeth among the lilies.6:3. Thou art beautiful, O my love, sweet and comely as Jerusalem terrible as an army set in array.6:4. Turn away thy eyes from me, for they have made me flee away. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from Galaad.6:5. Thy teeth as a flock of sheep, which come up from the washing, all with twins, and there is none barren among them. ”
