1 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.
2 Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor:thy belly is like a heap of wheat set about with lilies.
3 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
4 Thy neck is as a tower of ivory;thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon,by the gate of Bath–rab´bim:thy nose is as the tower of Lebanonwhich looketh toward Damascus.
5 Thine head upon thee is like Carmel,and the hair of thine head like purple;the King is held in the galleries.
6 How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
7 This thy stature is like to a palm tree,and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
8 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;
9 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.
10 I am my beloved's,and his desire is toward me.
11 Come, my beloved,let us go forth into the field;let us lodge in the villages.
12 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.
13 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.