1How beautiful are your sandaled feet, O daughter of the prince! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the handiwork of a master.How beautiful are your feet in sandals, prince’s daughter! Your rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a skillful workman.How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince’s daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.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.2Your navel is a rounded goblet; it never lacks blended wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat encircled by the lilies.Your body is like a round goblet, no mixed wine is wanting. Your waist is like a heap of wheat, set about with lilies.Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set 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.3Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle.Your two breasts are like two fawns, that are twins of a roe.Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.Thy two breasts are like two fawns That are twins of a roe.4Your 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.Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bathrabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath–rabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh 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.5Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel, the hair of your head like purple threads; the king is captured in your tresses.Your head on you is like Carmel. The hair of your head like purple. The king is held captive in its tresses.Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the hair of thy head like purple; The king is held captive in the tresses thereof.6How fair and pleasant you are, O love, with your delights!How beautiful and how pleasant you are, love, for delights!How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!7Your stature is like a palm tree; your breasts are clusters of fruit.This, your stature, is like a palm tree, your breasts like its fruit.This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, And thy breasts to its clusters.8I 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,I said, “I will climb up into the palm tree. I will take hold of its fruit.” Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, the smell of your breath like apples.I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose 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,9and your mouth like the finest wine. May it flow smoothly to my beloved, gliding gently over lips and teeth.Your mouth is like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips of those who are asleep.And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.And thy mouth like the best wine, That goeth down smoothly for my beloved, Gliding through the lips of those that are asleep.10I belong to my beloved, and his desire is for me.I am my beloved’s. His desire is toward me.I am my beloved’s, and his desire is toward me.I am my beloved’s; And his desire is toward me.11Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside; let us spend the night among the wildflowers.Come, my beloved! Let’s go out into the field. Let’s lodge in the villages.Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; Let us lodge in the villages.12Let 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.Let’s go early up to the vineyards. Let’s see whether the vine has budded, its blossom is open, and the pomegranates are in flower. There I will give you my love.Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.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.13The 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.The mandrakes produce fragrance. At our doors are all kinds of precious fruits, new and old, which I have stored up for you, my beloved.The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O 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.
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