12. While the sovereign is at his table, My nard shall give its fragrance.
13. My beloved is a bundle of myrrh to me, Lying between my breasts.
14. My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blooms In the vineyards of Ěn Geḏi.
15. See, you are fair, my love! See, you are fair! Your eyes are as doves.
16. See, you are handsome, my beloved! Yea, pleasant! Also our bed is green.
17. The beams of our houses are cedar, our rafters are of fir.