12 While the king was on his couch,my nard gave forth its fragrance.
13 My beloved is to me a bundle of myrrhthat lies all night between my breasts.
14 My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossomsin the vineyards of En Gedi.
15 How fair you are, my love.How fair you are! Your eyes are doves.
16 How fair you are, my beloved!Yes, pleasant!Our bed is verdant;
17 the beams of our house are cedar,and our rafters of fir.