Song of Solomon 4:1

Behold , you are beautiful , my love , behold , you are beautiful ! Your eyes are doves behind your veil . Your hair is like a flock of goats leaping down the slopes of Gilead .

How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how beautiful! Your eyes behind your veil are doves. Your hair is like a flock of goats descending from the hills of Gilead.

Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks : thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.