Cânticos 7

1 How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince’s daughter! the joints of thy thighs

2 Thy navel

3 Thy two breasts

4 Thy neck

5 Thine head upon thee

6 How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!

7 This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters

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 And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth

10 I

11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth 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,

13 The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates