9 If she is a wall,we will build on her a battlement of silver,but if she is a door,we will enclose her with boards of cedar.
10 I was a wall,and my breasts were like towers;then I was in his eyesas one who finds peace.
11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon;he let out the vineyard to keepers;each one was to bring for its fruit a thousand pieces of silver.
12 My vineyard, my very own, is before me;you, O Solomon, may have the thousand,and the keepers of the fruit two hundred.
13 O you who dwell in the gardens,with companions listening for your voice; let me hear it.
14 Make haste, my beloved,and be like a gazelleor a young stagon the mountains of spices.