Song of Songs 1:6-9

6The sun has caused my skin to become dark. Please do not look at me as if I am strange. My brothers were angry with me. They caused me to work outside in the sun. I took care of the vineyards, and I could not take care of my own vineyard, my body.

7I love you, my dear one. Tell me where you take your sheep to eat grass. Where will you take them to rest at midday? I do not want to look for you everywhere among the sheep of your friends. They might not understand what I am doing.

8You are the most beautiful woman of all. If you do not know where to find me, follow the marks from the feet of my sheep. Take your young goats to eat grass among the tents of the shepherds.

9My dear friend, you are very beautiful. You seem to me like a beautiful horse that pulls one of Pharaoh's chariots.