Song of Songs 1:10-16

10Thy cheeks are comely with bead-rows, Thy neck with ornamental chains.

11We will make thee bead-rows of gold With studs of silver.

12While the king is at his table, My spikenard sendeth forth its fragrance.

13A bundle of myrrh is my beloved unto me; He shall pass the night between my breasts.

14My beloved is unto me a cluster of henna-flowers In the vineyards of Engedi.

15Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold, thou art fair: thine eyes are doves.

16Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant; Also our bed is green.