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1 | How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter!
the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the
hands of a cunning workman. |
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2 | Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor:
thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies. |
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3 | Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins. |
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4 | Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools
in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose is as the
tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus. |
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5 | Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine
head like purple; the king is held in the galleries. |
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6 | How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights! |
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7 | This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to
clusters of grapes. |
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8 | 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; |
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9 | And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved,
that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are
asleep to speak. |
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10 | I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me. |
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11 | Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge
in the villages. |
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12 | Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine
flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the
pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves. |
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13 | The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of
pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O
my beloved. |
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