The Beloved about Her Lover:
1:12 While the king was at his banqueting table,
my nard gave forth its fragrance.
The Beloved to Her Lover:
2:1 I am a meadow flower from Sharon,
a lily from the valleys.
The Beloved about Her Lover:
2:4 He brought me into the banquet hall,
and he looked at me lovingly.
The Beloved about Her Lover:
2:16 My lover is mine and I am his;
he grazes among the lilies.
The Beloved about Her Lover:
8:3 His left hand caresses my head,
and his right hand stimulates me.