1How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of thy thighs [are] like jewels, the work of the hands of a skilful workman. 2Thy nauel is as a round cuppe that wanteth not licour: thy belly is as an heape of wheat compassed about with lilies. 3Thy two breasts [are] like two young roes [that are] twins. 4Thy necke is like a towre of yuorie: thine eyes are like the fishe pooles in Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim: thy nose is as the towre of Lebanon, that looketh toward Damascus. 5Thy head upon thee [is] like Carmel, and the hair of thy head like purple; the king [is] held captive by [its] locks of hair. 6Howe faire art thou, and howe pleasant art thou, O my loue, in pleasures! 7This thy stature is like a palme tree, and thy brestes like clusters. 8I saide, I will goe vp into the palme tree, I will take holde of her boughes: thy breastes shall nowe be like the clusters of the vine: and the sauour of thy nose like apples, 9And the roufe of thy mouth like good wine, which goeth straight to my welbeloued, and causeth the lippes of the ancient to speake. 10I [am] my beloved's, and his desire [is] toward me. 11Come, my welbeloued, let vs go foorth into the fielde: let vs remaine in the villages. 12Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourisheth, [whether] the tender grape appeareth, [and] the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves. 13The mandrakes haue giuen a smell, and in our gates are all sweete things, new and olde: my welbeloued, I haue kept them for thee.