¹² My sister [4:9], my bride, you are like a garden locked up [^Cshe has not been entered by a man],
    like a ·walled-in [sealed] spring, a ·closed-up [locked] fountain.
¹³ Your ·limbs [^Lshoots; ^Ca botanical term either referring to the woman’s legs or her genital organs] are like an orchard
    of pomegranates with all the best fruit,
filled with ·flowers [henna; 1:14] and nard,
¹⁴ nard and saffron [^Cspicy floral scent], calamus [^Cwoody odor], and cinnamon,
    with trees of incense, myrrh [^Caromatic gum from tree bark], and aloes [^Ca fragrant wood]—
    all the best spices.