Song of Solomon 1:9 DBY

⁷  Tell me, thou whom my soul loveth, Where thou feedest [thy flock], Where thou makest it to rest at noon; For why should I be as one veiled Beside the flocks of thy companions?

⁸  If thou know not, thou fairest among women, Go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, And feed thy kids beside the shepherds' booths.

⁹  I compare thee, my love, To a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.

¹⁰  Thy cheeks are comely with bead-rows, Thy neck with ornamental chains.

¹¹  We will make thee bead-rows of gold With studs of silver.