Song of Solomon 4:1, 9

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.

Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; Thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, With one chain of thy neck.