¹⁰ How sweet is your love, my sister, my bride!
    How much better is your love than wine
    and the fragrance of your oils than any spice!^(A)

¹² A garden locked is my sister, my bride,
    a garden^[a] locked, a fountain sealed.^(A)

⁹ for they are a fair garland for your head
    and pendants for your neck.^(A)