² My lover has gone down to his garden,
        to the fragrant plantings,
        to graze in the gardens,
        to gather the lilies.
³ I belong to my lover and my lover belongs to me—
        the one grazing among the lilies.

⁴ You are as beautiful, my dearest, as Tirzah,
        as lovely as Jerusalem,
        formidable as those lofty sights.