[1] How beautiful are your feet in their shoes, O king's daughter! The
curves of your legs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a good
workman: [2] Your stomach is a store of grain with lilies round it, and in
the middle a round cup full of wine. [3] Your two breasts are like two
young roes of the same birth. [4] Your neck is as a tower of ivory; your
eyes like the waters in Heshbon, by the doorway of Bath-rabbim; your nose
is as the tower on Lebanon looking over Damascus: [5] Your head is like
Carmel, and the hair of your head is like purple, in whose net the king is
prisoner. [6] How beautiful and how sweet you are, O love, for delight. [7]
You are tall like a palm-tree, and your breasts are like the fruit of the
vine. [8] I said, Let me go up the palm-tree, and let me take its branches
in my hands: your breasts will be as the fruit of the vine, and the smell
of your breath like apples; [9] And the roof of your mouth like good wine
flowing down smoothly for my loved one, moving gently over my lips and my
teeth. [10] I am for my loved one, and his desire is for me. [11] Come, my
loved one, let us go out into the field; let us take rest among the
cypress-trees. [12] Let us go out early to the vine-gardens; let us see if
the vine is in bud, if it has put out its young fruit, and the pomegranate
is in flower. There I will give you my love. [13] The mandrakes give out a
sweet smell, and at our doors are all sorts of good fruits, new and old,
which I have kept for my loved one.
