8If thou know not thyself, thou fair one among women, go thou forth by the footsteps of the flocks, and feed thy kids by the shepherds' tents.
9I have likened thee, my companion, to my horses in the chariots of Pharao.
10How are thy cheeks beautiful as those of a dove, thy neck as chains!
11We will make thee figures of gold with studs of silver.
12So long as the king was at table, my spikenard gave forth its smell.