9My true love, I compare you to a mare among Pharaoh's stallions. 10Your cheeks are lovely with ornaments, your neck with strings of pearls. 11We will make gold ornaments with silver beads for you. 12While the king is at his table, my perfume fills the air with its fragrance. 13My beloved is a pouch of myrrh that lies at night between my breasts. 14My beloved is a bouquet of henna flowers in the vineyards of En Gedi. 15Look at you! You are beautiful, my true love! Look at you! You are so beautiful! Your eyes are like doves! 16Look at you! You are handsome, my beloved, so pleasing to me! The leaf-scattered ground will be our couch. 17The cedars will be the walls of our house. The cypress trees will be our rafters.
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