The curves of your hips are like 4jewels,
The work of the hands of an artist.
Which never lacks mixed wine;
Your belly is like a heap of wheat
Fenced about with lilies.
3 “Your atwo breasts are like two fawns,
Twins of a gazelle.
4 “Your aneck is like a tower of ivory,
Your eyes like the pools in bHeshbon
By the gate of Bath-rabbim;
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon,
Which faces toward Damascus.
And the flowing locks of your head are like purple threads;
The king is captivated by your tresses.
6 “How abeautiful and how delightful you are,
1My love, with all your charms!
7 “1Your stature is like a palm tree,
And your breasts are like its clusters.
I will take hold of its fruit stalks.’
Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,
Flowing gently through the lips of those who fall asleep.
10 “aI am my beloved’s,
And his bdesire is for me.
11 “Come, my beloved, let us go out into the 1country,
Let us spend the night in the villages.
Let us asee whether the vine has budded
And its blossoms have opened,
And whether the pomegranates have bloomed.
There I will give you my love.
13 “The amandrakes have given forth fragrance;
And over our doors are all bchoice fruits,
Both new and old,
Which I have saved up for you, my beloved.
Ch 7:2 in Heb
Lit is upon
Or With love among your delights
Lit This stature of yours