1
How beautiful are thy feet in
thy shoes, O prince’s daughter! the joints of thy thighs
are like jewels, the work of the hands of an
excellent workman.
2
Thy navel
is like a round goblet,
which does not lack liquor; thy belly
is like a heap of wheat set about with lilies.
3
Thy two breasts
are like two young roes
that are twins.
4
Thy neck
is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes
like the fishpools in Heshbon by the gate of Bathrabbim; thy nose
is as the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.
5
Thine head upon thee
is like scarlet, and the hair of thine head like the purple of the king hung in the galleries.
6
How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
7
This, thy stature is like unto the palm tree, and thy breasts to the clusters.
8
I said, I will climb up the palm tree, I will take hold of the clusters thereof; now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine and the smell of thy nose like apples;
9
and thy palate like the best wine that goes into my beloved sweetly and causes the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
10
I
am my beloved’s, and with me he has his contentment.
11
Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.