17. I sprinkled my bed--myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
18. Come, we are filled [with] loves till the morning, We delight ourselves in loves.
19. For the man is not in his house, He hath gone on a long journey.
20. A bag of money he hath taken in his hand, At the day of the new moon he cometh to his house.'
21. She turneth him aside with the abundance of her speech, With the flattery of her lips she forceth him.