O tnoble daughter!
Your rounded thighs are like ujewels,
the work of va master hand.
that never lacks mixed wine.
Your belly is a heap of wheat,
encircled with wlilies.
3 xYour two breasts are like two fawns,
twins of a gazelle.
4 Your yneck is like an ivory tower.
by the gate of Bath-rabbim.
Your nose is like a tower of bLebanon,
which looks toward cDamascus.
5 Your head crowns you like eCarmel,
and your fflowing locks are like purple;
a king is held captive in the tresses.
O loved one, with all your delights!1
and your breasts are like its clusters.
and lay hold of its fruit.
Oh may your breasts be like iclusters of the vine,
and the scent of your breath like apples,
It goes down smoothly for my beloved,
gliding over lips and teeth.3
Or among delights
Septuagint, Syriac, Vulgate; Hebrew causing the lips of sleepers to speak or gliding over the lips of those who sleep