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.