12So long as the king was at table, my spikenard gave forth its smell.
13My kinsman is to me a bundle of myrrh; he shall lie between my breasts.
14My kinsman is to me a cluster of camphor in the vineyards of Engaddi.
15Behold, thou art fair, my companion; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are doves.
16Behold, thou art fair, my kinsman, yea, beautiful, overshadowing our bed.
17The beams of our house are cedars, our ceilings are of cypress.
The Song of Solomon 1
The Song of Solomon 1:12-17