Canticle of Canticles 4

¹ Ah, you are beautiful, my beloved,

² Your teeth are like a flock of ewes to be shorn,

³ Your lips are like a scarlet strand;

⁴ Your neck is like David's tower

⁵ Your breasts are like twin fawns,

⁶ Until the day breathes cool and the shadows lengthen,

⁷ You are all-beautiful, my beloved,

⁸ Come from Lebanon, my bride,

⁹ You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride;

¹⁰ How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride,

¹¹ Your lips drip honey, my bride,

¹² You are an enclosed garden, my sister, my bride,

¹³ You are a park that puts forth pomegranates,

¹⁴ Nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon,

¹⁵ You are a garden fountain, a well of water

¹⁶ Arise, north wind! Come, south wind!