Song of Solomon 8:12-14

¹²My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: Thou, O Solomon, must have a thousand, And those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.

¹³Thou that dwellest in the gardens, The companions hearken to thy voice: Cause me to hear it.

¹⁴Make haste, my beloved, And be thou like to a roe or to a young hart Upon the mountains of spices.