1 ¶ How beautiful are your sandaled feet, O daughter of a prince! Your rounded limbs are like polished gems, the work of an artist’s hands.

2 Your navel is like a round goblet, may it never lack spiced wine: your belly is like a heap of wheat surrounded with lilies.

3 Your two breasts are like two young gazelles that are twins.

4 Your neck is like a tower of ivory; your eyes like the pools of Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: your nose is as the tower of Lebanon that faces toward Damascus.

5 Your head crowns you like mount Carmel, and the hair of your head is like purple; the king is held captive in its tresses.

6 How beautiful and how sweet you are, how lovely, in that which delights!

7 Your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts like clusters of dates.

8 I said, I will climb the palm tree, and take hold of its fruit: may your breasts be like clusters of grapes, the fragrance of your breath like apples;

9 And your kisses like the best wine, that goes down sweetly for my beloved, kisses gliding over his lips while he sleeps.

10 ¶ I am my beloved’s, and he longs for me.

11 Come, my beloved, let us go out into the country; let us spend the night among the henna blossoms.

12 Let us go out early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine has budded, if the young grapes appear, and the pomegranates are in bloom: there will I give you my love.

13 The mandrakes give off a fragrance, and at our door are all kinds of choice fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for you, O my beloved.