10Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, terrible as an army with banners?
11I went down into the garden of nuts, to see the green plants of the valley, to see whether the vine budded, and the pomegranates were in flower.
12Or ever I was aware, my soul set me among the chariots of my princely people.
13Return, return, O Shulammite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. Why will ye look upon the Shulammite, as upon the dance of Mahanaim?