^7:1 How beautiful are your feet in sandals, O noble's daughter! Your rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a skillful workman.^7:2 Your body is a round goblet, no mingled wine is wanting. Your waist is a heap of wheat set about with lilies. ^7:3 Your two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a roe-deer. ^7:4 Your neck is like the tower of ivory. Your eyes, the pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus. ^7:5 Your head upon you is like Carmel and the hair of your head like purple. The king is held captive in your flowing-hair. ^7:6 How fair and how pleasant you are, O love, for delights!

    ^7:7 This your stature is like to a palm tree and your 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 your breasts be as clusters of the vine and the smell of your breath like apples, ^7:9 and your 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 you my love. ^7:13 The love-apples give forth fragrance. And all manner of precious fruits, new and old, are at our doors, which I have laid up for you, O my beloved.