¹ How beautiful are your sandaled feet, O daughter of the prince! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the handiwork of a master.

² Your navel is a rounded goblet; it never lacks blended wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat encircled by the lilies.

³ Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle.

⁴ Your neck is like a tower made of ivory; your eyes are like the pools of Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim; your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, facing toward Damascus.

⁵ Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel, the hair of your head like purple threads; the king is captured in your tresses.

⁶ How fair and pleasant you are, O love, with your delights!

⁷ Your stature is like a palm tree; your breasts are clusters of fruit.

⁸ I said, “I will climb the palm tree; I will take hold of its fruit.” May your breasts be like clusters of the vine, the fragrance of your breath like apples,

The Bride

⁹ and your mouth¹ like the finest wine. May it flow smoothly to my beloved, gliding gently over lips and teeth.²

1. Hebrew palate
2. LXX, Syriac, and Vulgate; Hebrew gliding gently over lips as we sleep

¹⁰ I belong to my beloved, and his desire is for me.

¹¹ Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside; let us spend the night among the wildflowers.¹

1. Or among the henna blossoms or in the villages

¹² Let us go early to the vineyards to see if the vine has budded, if the blossom has opened, if the pomegranates are in bloom— there I will give you my love.

¹³ The mandrakes send forth a fragrance, and at our door is every delicacy, new as well as old, that I have treasured up for you, my beloved.