¹How beautiful are your feet in sandals, noble daughter! The curves of your thighs are like ornaments, the work of the hands of a master workman.

²Your navel is a round basin; may it never lack the mixture. Your belly is a heap of wheat, fenced about with lilies.

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

⁴Your neck is like a tower of ivory; your eyes are pools in Heshbon, at the gate of Bath-Rabbim; your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, keeping watch toward Damascus.

⁵Your head upon you is like Carmel, and the hair of your head is like purple; a king is bound in the troughs.

⁶How beautiful and how lovely you are, love, among delights!

⁷This stature of yours is like a palm tree, and your breasts like clusters.

⁸I said, I will climb the palm; let me take hold of its fruit-stalks. Please, let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, and the scent of your nose like apples.

⁹And your palate is like the good wine, going to my beloved evenly, gliding over the lips of sleepers.

¹⁰I am my beloved's, and his longing is upon me.

¹¹Come, my beloved, let us go out to the field, let us lodge in the villages.

¹²Let us rise early for the vineyards, let us see whether the vine has budded, the blossom has opened wide, the pomegranates have put forth blossoms. There I will give my love to you.

¹³The mandrakes have given forth their scent, and over our doors are all choice things, new and also old; my beloved, I have hidden them for you.