The Song of Solomon 1:8-15

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.

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.