Song of Songs, Chapter 7
1
How beautiful are your feet in sandals, O prince's daughter! Your rounded thighs are like jewels, The work of the hands of a skillful workman.
2
Your body is [like] a round goblet, [In which] no mingled wine is wanting: Your waist is [like] a heap of wheat Set about with lilies.
3
Your two breasts are like two fawns That are twins of a roe.
4
Your neck is like the tower of ivory; Your eyes [as] the pools in Heshbon, By the gate of Bath-rabbim; Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon Which looks toward Damascus.
5
Your head on you is like Carmel, And the hair of your head like purple; The king is held captive in the tresses [of it].
6
How fair and how pleasant are you, [O] love, daughter of delight.
7
Your stature is like a palm-tree, And your breasts to its clusters.
8
I said, I will climb up into the palm-tree, I will take hold of its branches: Let your breasts be as clusters of the vine, And the smell of your breath like apples,
9
And your mouth like the best wine, That goes down smoothly for my beloved, Gliding through the lips of those who 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.
12
Let us get up early to the vineyards; Let us see whether the vine has budded, [And] its blossom is open, [And] the pomegranates are in flower: There I will give you my love.
13
The mandrakes give forth fragrance; And at our doors are all manner of precious fruits, new and old, Which I have laid up for you, O my beloved.
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