1
How beautiful are thy feet in sandals, O prince's daughter! Thy rounded thighs are like jewels, The work of the hands of a skilful workman.
2
Thy body is [like] a round goblet, [Wherein] no mingled wine is wanting: Thy waist is [like] a heap of wheat Set about with lilies.
3
Thy two breasts are like two fawns That are twins of a roe.
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Thy neck is like the tower of ivory; Thine eyes [as] the pools in Heshbon, By the gate of Bath-rabbim; Thy nose is like the tower of Lebanon Which looketh toward Damascus.
5
Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the hair of thy head like purple; The king is held captive in the tresses [thereof].
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How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
7
This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, And thy breasts to its clusters.
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I said, I will climb up into the palm-tree, I will take hold of the branches thereof: Let thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, And the smell of thy breath like apples,
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And thy mouth like the best wine, That goeth down smoothly for my beloved, Gliding through the lips of those that are asleep.
10
I am my beloved's; And his desire is toward me.
11
Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; Let us lodge in the villages.