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King Solomon:
“How beautiful your tripping feet, O queenly maiden. Your rounded thighs
are like jewels, the work of the most skilled of craftsmen. Your navel is
lovely as a goblet filled with wine. Your waist is like a heap of wheat
set about with lilies. Your breasts are like two fawns, yes, lovely twins.
Your neck is stately as an ivory tower, your eyes a limpid pools in
Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Your nose is shapely like the tower of
Lebanon overlooking Damascus.
As Mount Carmel crowns the mountains, so your hair is your crown. The
king is held captive in your queenly tresses.
Oh how delightful you are, how pleasant, O love, for utter delight.
You are tall and slim like a palm tree, and your breasts are like its
clusters of dates. I said, I will climb up into the palm tree and take
hold of its branches . Now may your breasts be like grape clusters and the
scent of your breath like apples, and your kisses as exciting as the best
of wine, smooth and sweet, causing the lips of those who are asleep to
speak.”
The Girl:
I am my beloved's and I am the one he desires. Come, my beloved, let us
go out into the fields and stay in the villages. Let us get up early and
go out to the vineyards and see whether the vines have budded and whether
the pomegranates are in flower. And there I will give you my love. There
the mandrakes give forth their fragrance and the rarest fruits are at our
doors, the new as well as old, for I have stored them up for my beloved.” |
