Great(i)
12 When the kynge sytteth at the table, he shall smell my Nardus:
13 a bondell of Myrre is my loue vnto me: he wyll lye betwixte my breastes.
14 A cluster of Camphore in the vyneardes of Engaddi is my loue vnto me.
15 O howe fayre art thou (my loue) Oh howe fayre art thou? thou hast doues eyes.
16 O how fayre art thou (my beloued) howe well fauored art thou? Oure bed is decte with floures,