Song of Solomon, 4

1. Behold, thou [art] fair, my love; behold, thou [art] fair; thou [hast] doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair [is] as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.

1. You are beautiful, my love, oh, how beautiful you are! Your eyes behind your veil are doves. Your hair is like a flock of goats, streaming down the heights of Gilead.

2. Thy teeth [are] like a flock [of sheep that are even] shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none [is] barren among them.

2. Your teeth are like sheep newly shorn, coming in droves from the washing, each one opposing its twin, not one has been left alone.

3. Thy lips [are] like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech [is] comely: thy temples [are] like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.

3. Your lips are like a thread scarlet; your voice is enchanting; your cheeks behind your veil are like halves of a pomegranate.

4. Thy neck [is] like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.

4. Your neck is the tower of David, a display of trophies a thousand bucklers hang on it, all of them worn by heroes of war.

5. Thy two breasts [are] like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.

5. Your breasts are like twin fawns of a gazelle feeding among the lilies.

6. Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.

6. Before the dawn breaks and shadows flee, I will hasten to the mountain of myrrh, to the hill of frankincense.

7. Thou [art] all fair, my love; [there is] no spot in thee.

7. You are wholly beautiful, my love, perfect and unblemished.

8. Come with me from Lebanon, [my] spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards.

8. Come from Lebanon, my bride, come with me from Lebanon. Come down from the summit of Amana, from the crest of Senir and Hermon, from the dens of lions, from the mountain haunts of leopards.

9. Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, [my] spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.

9. You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride; you have ravished my heart with one of your glances, with one bead of your necklace.

10. How fair is thy love, my sister, [my] spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!

10. How sweet is your love, my sister, my bride! How delicious is your love more than wine, and the fragrance of your perfume, than any spice!

11. Thy lips, O [my] spouse, drop [as] the honeycomb: honey and milk [are] under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments [is] like the smell of Lebanon.

11. Your lips distill nectar, my bride; milk and honey are under your tongue. Your garments have the scent of Lebanon.

12. A garden inclosed [is] my sister, [my] spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.

12. You are a garden enclosed, my sister, my bride; a spring enclosed, a sealed fountain.

13. Thy plants [are] an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,

13. Your plants are an orchard of pomegranates, all with choice fruits, with henna and nard,

14. Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:

14. nard and saffron, calamus, and cinnamon with every kind of incense trees, myrrh and aloes and all the finest spices.

15. A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.

15. You are a garden fountain, a well of living water streaming down 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 pleasant fruits.

16. Arise, north wind! Awake, south wind! Blow upon my garden and spread its fragrance abroad. Let my lover come to his garden and eat its choicest fruits.