Admiration by the Bridegroom

1Thy steps are beautiful in shoes, O daughter of the prince: the joints of thy thighs are like chains, the work of the craftsman.

2Thy navel is as a turned bowl, not wanting liquor; thy belly is as a heap of wheat set about with lilies.

3Thy two breasts are as two twin fawns.

4Thy neck is as an ivory tower; thine eyes are as pools in Esebon, by the gates of the daughter of many: thy nose is as the tower of Libanus, looking toward Damascus.

5Thy head upon thee is as Carmel, and the curls of thy hair like scarlet; the king is bound in the galleries.

6How beautiful art thou, and how sweet art thou, my love!

7This is thy greatness in thy delights: thou wast made like a palm tree, and thy breasts to cluster.

8I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of its high boughs: and now shall thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose of apples;

9and thy throat as good wine, going well with my kinsman, suiting my lips and teeth.

The Bride Promises Her Love

10I am my kinsman's, and his desire is toward me.

11Come, my kinsman, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.

12Let us go early into the vineyards; let us see if the vine has flowered, if the blossoms have appeared, if the pomegranates have blossomed; there will I give thee my breasts.

13The mandrakes have given a smell, and at our doors are all kinds of choice fruits, new and old. O my kinsman, I have kept them for thee.