⁹ I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh’s chariots.

¹⁰ Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.”

¹¹ “We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.”

¹² “While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.

¹³ A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night between my breasts.

¹⁴ My beloved is unto me as a cluster of henna in the vineyards of Engedi.”