8 If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go forth, following the footprints of the flock and feed thy little female goats beside the booths of the shepherds.
9 I have compared thee, O my love, to a mare of the chariots of Pharaoh. 10 Thy cheeks are beautiful between the earrings, thy neck between the necklaces.
11 We will make thee earrings of gold with studs of silver.
12 While the king was on his couch, my spikenard gave forth its fragrance. 13 A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me that rests between my breasts. 14 My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire {Heb. ransom} in the vineyards of Engedi.
15 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes.
16 Behold, thou art fair, O my beloved, and pleasant; also our bed has flowers. 17 The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.
1 I am the lily of the field {Heb. Sharon} and the rose of the valleys.
2 As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the virgins.
3 As the apple tree among the trees of the wild, so is my beloved among the sons. I desired to sit under his shadow, and his fruit was sweet to my taste. 4 He brought me to the wine chamber and placed his banner of love over me. 5 Sustain me with flagons of wine, strengthen me with apples; for I am sick with love. 6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me. 7 I charge you, O ye virgins of Jerusalem, by the roes and by the hinds of the field that ye not awake nor stir up love, until he pleases.