6 Who 'is' this coming up from the wilderness, Like palm-trees of smoke, Perfumed 'with' myrrh and frankincense, From every powder of the merchant?
7 Lo, his couch, that 'is' Solomon's, Sixty mighty ones 'are' around it, Of the mighty of Israel,
8 All of them holding sword, taught of battle, Each his sword by his thigh, for fear at night.
9 A palanquin king Solomon made for himself, Of the wood of Lebanon,
10 Its pillars he made of silver, Its bottom of gold, its seat of purple, Its midst lined 'with' love, By the daughters of Jerusalem.
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