Who is she that looketh forth as the dawn, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, terrible as an army with banners?
I went down into the garden of nuts, to look at the green plants of the valley, to see whether the vine budded, and the pomegranates were in flower.
Before I was aware, my soul set me upon the chariots of my princely people.
Return, return, O Shulammite; Return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulammite? As it were a dance of two companies.