1The Beloved »How beautiful are your feet in sandals, O prince's daughter! The joints of your thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman. 2»Your navel is like a round goblet. It does not need liquor. Your belly is like a heap of wheat set about with lilies. 3»Your two breasts are like two young fawns that are twins. 4»Your neck is as a tower of ivory. Your eyes like the fish pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim. Your nose is as the tower of Lebanon that looks toward Damascus. 5»Your head is like Carmel, and the hair of your head like purple; the king is held in the galleries. 6»How fair and how pleasant you are, O love, for delights! 7»Your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts like clusters of dates. 8»I said, ‘I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs. Also your breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of your nose like apples.’ 9»The roof of your mouth is like the best wine for my beloved.’« The Shulamite »The wine goes down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak. 10»I belong to my beloved. His desire is toward me. 11»Come, my beloved, let us go into the field. Let us lodge in the villages. 12»Let us get up early to the vineyards. Let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth. There I will give you my love. 13»The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for you, O my beloved.