12While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth its pleasant smell.
13A bundle of myrrh is my friend unto me, that resteth on my bosom.
14A copher-cluster is my friend unto me in the vineyards of 'En-gedi.—
15Lo, thou art beautiful, my beloved: lo, thou art beautiful: thy eyes are those of a dove.—
16Lo, thou art beautiful, my friend, also pleasant: also our couch is made in the green wood.
17The beams of our houses are cedars and our wainscoting of cypress-trees.
Song of Solomon 1
Song of Solomon 1:12-17