Song of Songs 8:8-14

8“We have a little sister And she has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister On the day when she is spoken for [in marriage]?

9If she is a wall (discreet, womanly), We will build on her a turret (dowry) of silver; But if she is a door (bold, flirtatious), We will enclose her with planks of cedar.”

10“I was a wall, and my breasts were like the towers. Then I became in the king’s eyes As one [to be respected and allowed] to find peace.

11Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon; He entrusted the vineyard to caretakers; Each one was to bring him a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.

12My very own vineyard is at my disposal; The thousand [shekels of silver] are for you, O Solomon, And two hundred are for those who tend the fruit.”

13“O you who sit in the gardens, My companions are listening for your voice— Let me hear it.”

14“Hurry, my beloved and come quickly, Like a gazelle or a young stag [taking me home] On the mountains of spices.”