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1 The Lover to His Beloved:
How beautiful are your sandaled1 feet, The curves3 of your thighs4 are like jewels, the work of the hands of a master craftsman.
2 Your navel5 is a round mixing bowl6 – may it never lack7 mixed wine!8 Your belly9 is a mound of wheat, 3 Your two breasts are like two fawns,
twins of a gazelle.
4 Your neck is like a tower made of ivory.11 Your eyes are the pools in Heshbon
by the gate of Bath-Rabbim.12 Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon
overlooking Damascus.
5 Your head crowns13 you like Mount Carmel.14 The locks of your hair15 are like royal tapestries16 – the king is held captive17 in its tresses! 6 How beautiful you are! How lovely,
O love,18 with your delights!19 The Palm Tree and the Palm Tree Climber
7 The Lover to His Beloved:
Your stature20 is like a palm tree,21 and your breasts are like clusters of grapes.22 8 I want23 to climb the palm tree,24 and take hold of its fruit stalks.
May your breasts be like the clusters of grapes,25 and may the fragrance of your breath be like apricots!26 9 May your mouth27 be like the best wine, flowing smoothly for my beloved,
gliding gently over our lips as we sleep together.28 Poetic Refrain: Mutual Possession
10 The Beloved about Her Lover::
I am my beloved’s,
The Journey to the Countryside
11 The Beloved to Her Lover:
Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside;
let us spend the night in the villages.
12 Let us rise early to go to the vineyards,
to see if the vines have budded,
to see if their blossoms have opened,
if the pomegranates are in bloom –
there I will give you my love.
13 The mandrakes30 send out their fragrance; over our door is every delicacy,31 both new and old, which I have stored up for you, my lover.