13 My lover is to me a sachet of myrrh;between my breasts he lies.
14 My lover is to me a cluster of hennafrom the vineyards of En-gedi.
15 M How beautiful you are, my friend,how beautiful! your eyes are doves!
16 W How beautiful you are, my lover—handsome indeed!Verdant indeed is our couch;
17 the beams of our house are cedars,our rafters, cypresses.