Look not upon me, because I am dark, because the sun has darkened me: my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but my own vineyard have I not kept.

King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon.

He made its posts of silver, its base of gold, the covering of its seat of purple, its interior being paved with love, by the daughters of Jerusalem.

Before I was aware, my desire had made me as the chariots of my noble people.