1. Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are as doves behind thy veil: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that lie along the side of mount Gilead.
2. Thy teeth are like a flock {cf15i of ewes} that are {cf15i newly} shorn, which are come up from the washing; whereof every one hath twins, and none is bereaved among them.
3. Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy mouth is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind thy veil.
4. Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all the shields of the mighty men.
5. Thy two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a roe, which feed among the lilies.
6. Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
7. Thou art all fair, my love; and there is no spot in thee.
8. Come with me from Lebanon, {cf15i my} bride, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from the lions� dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
9. Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, {cf15i my} bride; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.
10. How fair is thy love, my sister, {cf15i my} bride! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all manner of spices!
11. Thy lips, {cf15i O my} bride, drop {cf15i as} the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
12. A garden shut up is my sister, {cf15i my} bride; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
13. Thy shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits; henna with spikenard plants,
14. Spikenard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices.
15. {cf15i Thou art} a fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and flowing streams from Lebanon.
16. Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his precious fruits.