1 T he Song of Songs, that Solomon's.

2 L et him kiss me with kisses of his mouth, For better thy loves than wine.

3 F or fragrance thy perfumes good. Perfume emptied out -- thy name, Therefore have virgins loved thee!

4 D raw me: after thee we run, The king hath brought me into his inner chambers, We do joy and rejoice in thee, We mention thy loves more than wine, Uprightly they have loved thee!

5 D ark I, and comely, daughters of Jerusalem, As tents of Kedar, as curtains of Solomon.

6 F ear me not, because I very dark, Because the sun hath scorched me, The sons of my mother were angry with me, They made me keeper of the vineyards, My vineyard -- my own -- I have not kept.

7 D eclare to me, thou whom my soul hath loved, Where thou delightest, Where thou liest down at noon, For why am I as one veiled, By the ranks of thy companions?

8 I f thou knowest not, O fair among women, Get thee forth by the traces of the flock, And feed thy kids by the shepherds' dwellings!

9 T o my joyous one in chariots of Pharaoh, I have compared thee, my friend,

10 C omely have been thy cheeks with garlands, Thy neck with chains.

11 G arlands of gold we do make for thee, With studs of silver!

12 W hile the king in his circle, My spikenard hath given its fragrance.

13 A bundle of myrrh my beloved to me, Between my breasts it lodgeth.

14 A cluster of cypress my beloved to me, In the vineyards of En-Gedi!

15 L o, thou fair, my friend, Lo, thou fair, thine eyes doves!

16 L o, thou fair, my love, yea, pleasant, Yea, our couch green,

17 T he beams of our houses cedars, Our rafters firs, I a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys!