Song of Songs 1:7-11

⁷My love, please tell me where you're taking your flock. Where will you rest them at noon? For why should I have to wear a veil while looking for you among the flocks of your companions?

⁸If you really don't know, you who are more beautiful than any other woman, then follow the tracks of my flock, and let your goats graze near the shepherd's tents.

⁹My darling, to me you're like a mare among Pharaoh's horses that pull his chariots,

¹⁰Your beautiful cheeks adorned with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.

¹¹Let's make you some gold ornaments inlaid with silver.