10. `Who [is] this that is looking forth as morning, Fair as the moon--clear as the sun, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts?'
11. Unto a garden of nuts I went down, To look on the buds of the valley, To see whither the vine had flourished, The pomegranates had blossomed--
12. I knew not my soul, It made me--chariots of my people Nadib.
13. Return, return, O Shulammith! Return, return, and we look upon thee. What do ye see in Shulammith?