ACV - Song of Solomon - 7

7:1  How beautiful are thy feet in sandals, O prince's daughter! Thy rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a skilful workman.

7:2  Thy body is a round goblet, no mingled wine is wanting. Thy waist is a heap of wheat set about with lilies.

7:3  Thy two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a roe.

7:4  Thy neck is like the tower of ivory. Thine eyes, the pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Thy nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.

7:5  Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thy head like purple. The king is held captive in the tresses.

7:6  How fair and how pleasant thou are, O love, for delights!

7:7  This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to its clusters.

7:8  I said, I will climb up into the palm tree. I will take hold of the branches of it. Let thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy breath like apples,

7:9  and thy mouth like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips and teeth.

7:10  I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.

7:11  Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field. Let us lodge in the villages.

7:12  Let us get up early to the vineyards. Let us see whether the vine has budded, its blossom is open, the pomegranates are in flower. There I will give thee my love.

7:13  The mandrakes give forth fragrance. And at our doors are all manner of precious fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.