8We have a little sister, and breasts she hath not, What do we do for our sister, In the day that it is told of her?
9If she is a wall, we build by her a palace of silver. And if she is a door, We fashion by her board-work of cedar.
10I am a wall, and my breasts as towers, Then I have been in his eyes as one finding peace.
11Solomon hath a vineyard in Baal-Hamon, He hath given the vineyard to keepers, Each bringeth for its fruit a thousand silverlings;