^{12 Ref} While the king is seated at his table, my spices send out their perfume.

^{13 Ref} As a bag of myrrh is my well-loved one to me, when he is at rest all night between my breasts.

^{14 Ref} My love is to me as a branch of the cypress-tree in the vine-gardens of En-gedi.

^{15 Ref} See, you are fair, my love, you are fair; you have the eyes of a dove.

^{16 Ref} See, you are fair, my loved one, and a pleasure; our bed is green.