9. My dove, my perfect one, is the only one,the only one of her mother,pure to her who bore her. The young women saw her and called her blessed; the queens and concubines also, and they praised her.
10. “Who is this who looks down like the dawn,beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, awesome as an army with banners?”
11. I went down to the nut orchardto look at the blossoms of the valley, to see whether the vines had budded,whether the pomegranates were in bloom.
12. Before I was aware, my desire set meamong the chariots of my kinsman, a prince.