1 “ How beautiful are your feet in sandals, O prince’s daughter! The curves of your hips are like jewels, The work of the hands of an artist.

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 “ Your navel is like a round goblet Which never lacks mixed wine; Your belly is like a heap of wheat Fenced about with lilies.

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 “ Your two breasts are like two fawns, Twins of a gazelle.

Thy two breasts are like two fawns That are twins of a roe.

4 “ Your neck is like a tower of ivory, Your eyes like the pools in Heshbon By the gate of Bath-rabbim; Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, Which faces toward Damascus.

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 “ Your head crowns you like Carmel, And the flowing locks of your head are like purple threads; The king is captivated by your tresses.

Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the hair of thy head like purple; The king is held captive in the tresses thereof.

6 “ How beautiful and how delightful you are, My love, with all your charms!

How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!

7 “ Your stature is like a palm tree, And your breasts are like its clusters.

This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, And thy breasts to its clusters.

8 “ I said, ‘I will climb the palm tree, I will take hold of its fruit stalks.’ Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of your breath like apples,

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,

9 A nd your mouth like the best wine!” “ It goes down smoothly for my beloved, Flowing gently through the lips of those who fall asleep. The Union of Love

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 for me.

I am my beloved's; And his desire is toward me.

11 “ Come, my beloved, let us go out into the country, Let us spend the night in the villages.

Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; Let us lodge in the villages.

12 “ Let us rise early and go to the vineyards; Let us see whether the vine has budded And its blossoms have opened, And whether the pomegranates have bloomed. There I will give you my love.

Let us get up early to the vineyards; Let us see whether the vine hath budded, And its blossom is open, And the pomegranates are in flower: There will I give thee my love.

13 “ The mandrakes have given forth fragrance; And over our doors are all choice fruits, Both new and old, Which I have saved up for you, my beloved.

The mandrakes give forth fragrance; And at our doors are all manner of precious fruits, new and old, Which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.