Noyes - Song of Solomon - 7

7:1  [Lov.] How beautiful are thy feet in sandals, O prince’s daughter! The roundings of thy hips are like neck ornaments, The work of the hands of the artificer;

7:2  Thy navel is like a round goblet, that wanteth not the spiced wine; Thy belly like a heap of wheat, inclosed with lilies;

7:3  Thy two breasts are like two young twin gazelles;

7:4  Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; Thine eyes are like the pools at Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim; Thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon, which looketh toward Damascus;

7:5  Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the hair of thy head like purple; The king is captivated by thy locks.

7:6  How fair, how pleasant art thou, love, in delights!

7:7  This thy stature is like the palm-tree, And thy breasts like clusters of dates.

7:8  I will go up, say I to myself, upon the palm-tree; I will take hold of its boughs, And thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of thy nose like apples,

7:9  And thy mouth like the best wine— [M.] —that goeth down smoothly for my beloved, Flowing over the lips of them that sleep.

7:10  I am my beloved’s, And his desire is toward me.

7:11  Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the country; Let us lodge in the villages!

7:12  Then will we go early to the vineyards, To see whether the vine putteth forth, Whether its blossom openeth, And the pomegranates bud forth; There will I give thee my love!

7:13  The love-apples give forth fragrance; And at our doors are all kinds of precious fruits, new and old: I have kept them for thee, my beloved!