So he fled with all that he had; and he rose up, and passed over the River, and set his face toward the mountain of Gilead.
And he took his brethren with him, and pursued after him seven days' journey; and he overtook him in the mountain of Gilead.
And Laban came up with Jacob. Now Jacob had pitched his tent in the mountain: and Laban with his brethren encamped in the mountain of Gilead.
Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold thou art fair; Thine eyes are (as) doves.
His eyes are like doves beside the water-brooks, Washed with milk, (and) fitly set.
I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine; He feedeth (his flock) among the lilies,
Thou art fair, O my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as an army with banners.
Turn away thine eyes from me, For they have overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, That lie along the side of Gilead.
Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate Behind thy veil.
This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, And thy breasts to its clusters.