1How 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 . 2Thy navel is like a round goblet , which wanteth not liquor : thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies . 3Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins . 4Thy 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 . 5Thine head upon thee is like Carmel , and the hair of thine head like purple ; the king is held in the galleries . 6How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love , for delights ! 7This thy stature is like to a palm tree , and thy breasts to clusters of grapes . 8I 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 ; 9And 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 .
The Invitation to Intimacy
10I am my beloved’s , and his desire is toward me. 11Come , my beloved , let us go forth into the field ; let us lodge in the villages . 12Let 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 . 13The 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 .