How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince’s daughter! the joints of thy thighsarelike jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.
Thy navelis likea round goblet,whichwanteth not liquor: thy bellyis likean heap of wheat set about with lilies.
Thy two breastsarelike two young roesthat aretwins.
Thy neckisas a tower of ivory; thine eyeslikethe fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim: thy noseisas the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
Thine head upon theeislike Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the kingisheld in the galleries.
How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clustersof grapes.
I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;
And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goethdownsweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
Iammy beloved’s, and his desireistoward me.
Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish,whetherthe tender grape appear,andthe pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.
The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gatesareall manner of pleasantfruits, new and old,whichI have laid up for thee, O my beloved.