7 How beautiful are athy feet with shoes, bO prince’s daughter!

The joints of thy thighs are like cjewels,

The work of the hands of da cunning workman.

2  Thy navel is like a round egoblet, which wanteth not †liquor:

Thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with flilies.

3  gThy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.

4  hThy neck is as a tower of ivory;

Thine eyes like the fishpools in iHeshbon, by the gate of kBath-rabbim:

Thy nose is as lthe tower of mLebanon which looketh toward nDamascus.

5  Thine head upon thee is like ||oCarmel,

And pthe hair of thine head like purple;

qThe king is †held in the rgalleries.

6  How fair and how spleasant art thou, O love, for tdelights!

7  This thy stature is like to a upalm tree,

And thy breasts to xclusters of grapes.

8  I said, I will go up to the upalm tree,

I will take hold of the boughs thereof:

Now also thy breasts shall be as xclusters of the vine,

And the smell of thy nose like yapples;

9  And zthe roof of thy mouth like the best wine

For my beloved, athat goeth down †sweetly,

Causing the lips ||of those that are basleep to speak.

10  cI am my beloved’s, and his ddesire is toward me.

11  Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field;

Let us lodge in the villages.

12  Let us get up early to the vineyards;

Let us esee if the vine flourish, whether the ftender grape †appear,

And ethe pomegranates bud forth:

There will I give thee my loves.

13  The gmandrakes give a smell,

And at hour gates are all manner of ipleasant fruits,

jNew and old,

Which I have klaid up for thee, O my beloved.

8 O that thou wert as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother!

When I should find thee without, I would kiss thee;

Yea, †I should not be despised.

2  I would lead thee, and abring thee into my mother’s house, who would instruct me:

I would cause thee to drink of bspiced wine of the cjuice of my dpomegranate.

3  eHis left hand should be under my head,

eAnd his right hand should embrace me.

4  fI charge you, gO daughters of Jerusalem,

†That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please.

5  hWho is this that cometh up from the wilderness,

Leaning upon her beloved?

I iraised thee up under the kapple tree:

There thy mother brought thee forth:

There she brought thee forth that bare thee.

6  Set me as a seal upon thine heart,

As la seal upon thine arm:

For mlove is strong as death;

nJealousy is †cruel as the grave:

The ocoals thereof are coals of fire,

Which hath pa most vehement qflame.

7  Many waters cannot quench love,

Neither can the floods drown it:

iIf a man would give all the substance of his house for love,

It would utterly be contemned.

8  We have a little sister, and rshe hath no breasts:

What shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for?

9  If she be a wall, we will build upon her a spalace of silver:

And if she be a door, we will inclose her with tboards of cedar.

10  I am a wall, and my breasts like utowers:

Then was I in his eyes as one that found †favour.

11  Solomon had a vvineyard at wBaal-hamon;

xHe let out the vineyard unto ykeepers;

Every one for the fruit thereof was to bring za thousand pieces of silver.

12  My vineyard, which is mine, is before me:

Thou, O Solomon, must have za thousand,

And ythose that keep the fruit thereof atwo hundred.

13  bThou that dwellest in the gardens,

cThe companions hearken to thy voice:

dCause me to hear it.

14  e†Make haste, my beloved,

And fbe thou like to a roe or to a young hart

Upon the mountains of spices.