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 for thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
12. While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth its smell.
13. A bundle of myrrh is my well beloved to me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
14. My beloved is to me as a cluster of camphor in the vineyards of En-gedi.
15. Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.
16. Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yes, pleasant: also our bed is green.