American King James Version
"As a piece of a pomegranate are your temples within your locks. "
— Song Of Solomon 6:7, American King James Version
“As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.”
“Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate Behind thy veil. ”
“Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.”
“Like a slice of pomegranate is your forehead behind your veil.”
“There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and young maidens without number.”
“Like pomegranate fruit are the sides of your head under your veil.”
“As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.”
You are beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
Turn away your eyes from me, for they have overcome me: your hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.
Your teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one bears twins, and there is not one barren among them.
As a piece of a pomegranate are your temples within your locks.
There are three score queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.
My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yes, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her. ¶
Who is she that looks forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?