Song of Solomon 1:14

We will make you earrings of gold,

with studs of silver.

While the king sat at his table,

my perfume spread its fragrance.

My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh,

that lies between my breasts.

Behold, you are beautiful, my love.

Behold, you are beautiful.

Your eyes are like doves.

Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved, yes, pleasant;

and our couch is verdant.

The beams of our house are cedars.

Our rafters are firs.