Admiration by the Bridegroom
How beautiful are your feet in sandals,
O princes daughter!
The curves of your hips are like jewels,
The work of the hands of an artist.
Your navel is like
a round goblet
Which never lacks mixed wine;
Your belly is like a heap of wheat
Fenced about with lilies.
Your two breasts are like two fawns,
Twins of a gazelle.
Your neck is like a tower of ivory,
Your eyes like
the pools in Heshbon
By the gate of Bath-rabbim;
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon,
Which faces toward Damascus.
Your head crowns you like Carmel,
And the flowing locks of your head are like purple threads; The
king is captivated by your
How beautiful and how delightful you are, My
love, with all
Your stature is like a palm tree,
And your breasts are like its
I said, I will climb the palm tree,
I will take hold of its fruit stalks.
Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,
And the fragrance of your breath like apples,
And your mouth like the best wine!
It goes down
smoothly for my beloved,
Flowing gently through
the lips of those who fall asleep.
The Union of Love
I am my beloveds,
And his desire is for me.
Come, my beloved, let us go out into the country,
Let us spend the night in the villages.
Let us rise early and go
to the vineyards;
Let us see whether the vine has budded And its
blossoms have opened, And whether
the pomegranates have bloomed.
There I will give you my love.
The mandrakes have given forth fragrance;
And over our doors are all choice fruits,
Both new and old,
Which I have saved up for you, my beloved.