13 My beloved is to me a pouch of myrrh, he spends the night between my breasts.
14 My beloved is to me a cluster of blossoms of henna in the vineyards of En Gedi.
15 Look! You are beautiful, my beloved. Look! You are beautiful; your eyes are doves.
16 Look! You are beautiful, my beloved, truly pleasant. Truly our couch is verdant;
17 the beams of our house are cedar; our rafter is cypress.