ASV - Song of Solomon - 4

4:1  Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; Thine eyes are as doves behind thy veil. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, That lie along the side of mount Gilead.

4:2  Thy teeth are like a flockof ewesthat arenewlyshorn, Which are come up from the washing, Whereof every one hath twins, And none is bereaved among them.

4:3  Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, And thy mouth is comely. Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate Behind thy veil.

4:4  Thy neck is like the tower of David Builded for an armory, Whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, All the shields of the mighty men.

4:5  Thy two breasts are like two fawns That are twins of a roe, Which feed among the lilies.

4:6  Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, And to the hill of frankincense.

4:7  Thou art all fair, my love; And there is no spot in thee.

4:8  Come with me from Lebanon, mybride, With me from Lebanon: Look from the top of Amana, From the top of Senir and Hermon, From the lions’ dens, From the mountains of the leopards.

4:9  Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, mybride; Thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, With one chain of thy neck.

4:10  How fair is thy love, my sister, my bride! How much better is thy love than wine! And the fragrance of thine oils than all manner of spices!

4:11  Thy lips, O mybride, drop asthe honeycomb: Honey and milk are under thy tongue; And the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.

4:12  A garden shut up is my sister, my bride; A spring shut up, a fountain sealed.

4:13  Thy shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits; Henna with spikenard plants,

4:14  Spikenard and saffron, Calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; Myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices.

4:15  Thou arta fountain of gardens, A well of living waters, And flowing streams from Lebanon.

4:16  Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; Blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, And eat his precious fruits.