Song of Solomon 1:12-17

¶“While the king was at his table, My perfume (Solomon) sent forth [his] fragrance [surrounding me]. “My beloved is to me like a pouch of myrrh Which lies all night between my breasts. “My beloved is to me a cluster of henna flowers In the [fragrant] vineyards of Engedi.” ¶“Behold, how beautiful you are, my darling, Behold, how beautiful you are! Your eyes are dove’s eyes.” ¶“Behold, how fair and handsome you are, my beloved; And so delightful! Our arbor is green and luxuriant. “The beams of our houses are cedars, Our rafters and panels are cypresses.