CHAPTER 7 The Beauty of the Beloved 7 1D? Turn, turn, O Shulammite![G] turn, turn that we may gaze upon you! W How can you gaze upon the Shulammite as at the dance of the two camps? 2M How beautiful are your feet in sandals,[H] O noble daughter! Your curving thighs like jewels, the product of skilled hands. 3Your valley,[I] a round bowl that should never lack mixed wine. Your belly, a mound of wheat, encircled with lilies. 4Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle. 5Your neck like a tower of ivory; your eyes, pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bath–rabbim. Your nose like the tower of Lebanon that looks toward Damascus.[J] 6Your head rises upon you like Carmel;[K] your hair is like purple; a king is caught in its locks. Love’s Desires 7How beautiful you are, how fair, my love, daughter of delights! 8Your very form resembles a date–palm,[L] and your breasts, clusters. 9I thought, “Let me climb the date–palm! Let me take hold of its branches! Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine and the fragrance of your breath like apples, 10And your mouth like the best wine— W that flows down smoothly for my lover, gliding[M] over my lips and teeth. 11I belong to my lover,[N] his yearning is for me. 12Come, my lover! Let us go out to the fields, let us pass the night among the henna. 13Let us go early to the vineyards, and see if the vines are in bloom, If the buds have opened, if the pomegranates have blossomed; There will I give you my love. 14The mandrakes[O] give forth fragrance, and over our doors are all choice fruits; Fruits both fresh and dried, my lover, have I kept in store for you.
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