Song of Solomon 1:9

⁷  Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?

⁸  If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents.

⁹  I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.

¹⁰  Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.

¹¹  We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.