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Admiration by the Bridegroom
How beautiful are thy footsteps in sandals, O prince's daughter! The roundings of thy thighs are like jewels, The work of the hands of an artist.
How beautiful are thy footsteps in sandals, O prince's daughter! The roundings of thy thighs are like jewels, The work of the hands of an artist.
Expressions of Praise
The Beloved
How beautiful are your feet in sandals,
O prince’s daughter!
The curves of your thighs are like jewels,
The work of the hands of a skillful workman.
The Beloved
How beautiful are your feet in sandals,
O prince’s daughter!
The curves of your thighs are like jewels,
The work of the hands of a skillful workman.
Thy navel is a round goblet, [which] wanteth not mixed wine; Thy belly a heap of wheat, set about with lilies;
Thy two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle;
Your two breasts are like two fawns,
Twins of a gazelle.
Twins of a gazelle.
Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; Thine eyes, [like] the pools in Heshbon, By the gate of Bath-rabbim; Thy nose like the tower of Lebanon, Which looketh toward Damascus;
Your neck is like an ivory tower,
Your eyes like the pools in Heshbon
By the gate of Bath Rabbim.
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon
Which looks toward Damascus.
Your eyes like the pools in Heshbon
By the gate of Bath Rabbim.
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon
Which looks toward Damascus.
Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the locks of thy head like purple; The king is fettered by [thy] ringlets!
Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel,
And the hair of your head is like purple;
A king is held captive by your tresses.
And the hair of your head is like purple;
A king is held captive by your tresses.
How fair and how pleasant art thou, [my] love, in delights!
How fair and how pleasant you are,
O love, with your delights!
O love, with your delights!
This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, And thy breasts to grape clusters.
This stature of yours is like a palm tree,
And your breasts like its clusters.
And your breasts like its clusters.
I said, I will go up to the palm-tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof; And thy breasts shall indeed be like clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of thy nose like apples,
And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine, ... That goeth down smoothly for my beloved, And stealeth over the lips of them that are asleep.
The Bride Promises Her Love
I am my beloved's, And his desire is toward me.
I am my beloved's, And his desire is toward me.
I am my beloved’s,
And his desire is toward me.
And his desire is toward me.
-- Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the fields; Let us lodge in the villages.
Come, my beloved,
Let us go forth to the field;
Let us lodge in the villages.
Let us go forth to the field;
Let us lodge in the villages.
We will go up early to the vineyards, We will see if the vine hath budded, [If] the blossom is opening, And the pomegranates are in bloom: There will I give thee my loves.
Let us get up early to the vineyards;
Let us see if the vine has budded,
Whether the grape blossoms are open,
And the pomegranates are in bloom.
There I will give you my love.
Let us see if the vine has budded,
Whether the grape blossoms are open,
And the pomegranates are in bloom.
There I will give you my love.