We have a young sister, and her breasts are not yet grown. What shall we do for our sister for the day she is spoken for?
If she is a wall, we will build towers of silver on her. If she is a door, we will enclose her with panels of cedar.
I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers. Thus I have become in his eyes like one bringing contentment.
Solomon had a vineyard1 in Baal Hamon; he let out his vineyard to tenants. Each was to bring for its fruit a thousand shekelsa2 of silver.
But my own vineyard3 is mine to give; the thousand shekels are for you, O Solomon, and two hundredb are for those who tend its fruit.