Song of Solomon 6:8

6Your teeth are like a flock of ewes, which have come up from the washing, of which every one has twins; not one is bereaved among them.

7Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.

8There are sixty queens, eighty concubines, and virgins without number.

9My dove, my perfect one, is unique. She is her mother’s only daughter. She is the favorite one of her who bore her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed. The queens and the concubines saw her, and they praised her.

10Who is she who looks out as the morning, beautiful as the moon, clear as the sun, and awesome as an army with banners?