Canticle of Canticles 7

NEW JERUSALEM	KING JAMES BIBLE
1 CHORUS: Come back, come back, girl from Shulam, come back, come back, where we can look at you!Why are you looking at the girl from Shulam, dancing between two lines of dancers?	1 How 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 cunning workman.
2 LOVER: How beautiful are your feet in their sandals, O prince's daughter! The curve of your thighs islike the curve of a necklace, work of a master hand.	2 Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.
3 Your navel is a bowl wel rounded with no lack of wine, your bel y a heap of wheat surrounded with lilies.	3 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
4 Your two breasts are two fawns, twins of a gazel e.	4 Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
5 Your neck is an ivory tower. Your eyes, the pools of Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-Rabbim. Your nose,the Tower of Lebanon, sentinel facing Damascus.	5 Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.
6 Your head is held high like Carmel, and its hair is as dark as purple; a king is held captive in yourtresses.	6 How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
7 How beautiful you are, how charming, my love, my delight!	7 This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
8 In stature like the palm tree, its fruit-clusters your breasts.	8 I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;
9 I have decided, 'I shall climb the palm tree, I shall seize its clusters of dates!' May your breasts beclusters of grapes, your breath sweet-scented as apples,	9 And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
10 and your palate like sweet wine. BELOVED: Flowing down the throat of my love, as it runs on the lipsof those who sleep.	10 I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.
11 I belong to my love, and his desire is for me.	11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
12 Come, my love, let us go to the fields. We will spend the night 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 will I give thee my loves.
13 and in the early morning we wil go to the vineyards. We will see if the vines are budding, if theirblossoms are opening, if the pomegranate trees are in flower. Then I shall give you the gift of 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 thee, O my beloved.
14 The mandrakes yield their fragrance, the most exquisite fruits are at our doors; the new as well as theold, I have stored them for you, my love.