The beams of our house, are cedars, Our fretted ceiling, is cypress-trees.

Come, my loved one, let us go out into the field; let us take rest among the cypress-trees.

My love is to me as a branch of the cypress-tree in the vine-gardens of En-gedi.

as Cypress, Nardus, Saffron, Calamus, and all the trees of Lebanon: Myrrh, Aloes, and all the best spices.

As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.

“I went down to the orchard of nut trees
To see the blossoms of the valley,
To see whether the vine had budded
Or the pomegranates had bloomed.

A palanquin, King Solomon made himself, of the trees of Lebanon:

SHECome quickly, my beloved, and resemble thou a gazelle, or a young stag, upon the mountains of balsam-trees.

Who is this coming up from the wilderness, Like palm-trees of smoke, Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, From every powder of the merchant?

His legs are as the pillars of Marble, set upon sockets of gold; His face is as Lebanon, and as the beauty of the Cedar trees.

I am the same that waked thee up among the apple trees, where thy mother bare thee, where thy mother brought thee in to the world.