8If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, Go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, And feed thy kids beside the shepherds’ tents.
9I have compared thee, O my love, To a steed in Pharaoh’s chariots.
10Thy cheeks are comely with plaits of hair, Thy neck with strings of jewels.
11We will make thee plaits of gold With studs of silver.