The Lover to His Beloved:
1:9 O my beloved, you are like a mare
among Pharaoh’s stallions.
1:10 Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments;
your neck is lovely with strings of jewels.
1:11 We will make for you gold ornaments
studded with silver.
The Beloved about Her Lover:
1:12 While the king was at his banqueting table,
my nard gave forth its fragrance.
1:13 My beloved is like a fragrant pouch of myrrh
spending the night between my breasts.
1:14 My beloved is like a cluster of henna blossoms
in the vineyards of En-Gedi.