Thomson(i)
1 Behold, thou art fair, my love! Behold thou art fair! Thine eyes are doves, now thy veil is removed! thy hair is like the flocks of goats which are seen from mount Galaad:
2 thy teeth like the flocks of shorn sheep; which have just come up from the washing pool: they are all twins and there is not one defective among them.
3 Thy lips are like a braid of scarlet and thy speech is graceful: as the skin of a pomegranate, so are thy cheeks, now thy veil is removed.
4 Thy neck is like the tower of David, which was built for an armoury: on it are hung a thousand shields; all the javelins of the worthies.
5 Thy two breasts are like two twin fawns of a roe; which are browzing among lillies.
6 Till the day breeze spring up and the shades are removed, I will go by myself to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
7 Thou art altogether fair, my love; and there is no blemish in thee.
8 Come from Libanus, my spouse; come from Libanus. Thou canst come, yes come safely from the top of Pistis; from the summit of Sanir and Hermon; from lions dens, from the leopards mountains.
9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister spouse: thou hast ravished my heart with a glance of thine eyes; with an endearing turn of thy neck.
10 How beautiful are thy breasts, my sister spouse! how much more pleasing than wine are thy breasts! and the smell of thy garments than all spices!
11 thy lips, my spouse, drop as a honey comb: honey and milk flow from thy tongue: and the fragrance of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
12 Thou art an enclosed garden, my sister spouse: a close shut garden; a sealed fountain.
13 Thy productions are a paradise of pomegranates with delicious fruits; aromatic plants with the varieties of balsams;
14 spikenard and saffron, sweet cane and cinnamon; with all kinds of trees of incense; myrrh, aloes with all the principal spices.
15 A garden fountain and a well of living water, flowing with gentle murmurs from Libanus.
16 Awake north wind, come also, south wind and blow gently through my garden, and let my aromatic spices flow. Let my dear brother come down to his garden; and taste the delicious fruits thereof.