1 What will ye see in the Sunamite? She comes as bands of armies.
Thy steps are beautiful in shoes, O daughter of the prince: the joints of thy thighs are like chains, the work of the craftsman. 2 Thy navel is as a turned bowl, not wanting liquir; thy belly is as a heap of wheat set about with lilies. 3 Thy two breasts are as two twin fawns. 4 Thy neck is as an ivory tower; thine eyes are as pools in Esebon, by the gates of the daughter of many: thy nose is as the tower of Libanus, looking toward Damascus. 5 Thy head upon thee is as Carmel, and the curls of thy hair like scarlet; the king is bound in the galleries. 6 How beautiful art thou, and how sweet art thou, my love! 7 This is thy greatness in thy delights: thou wast made like a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters. 8 I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of its high boughs: and now shall thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose as apples; 9 and thy throat as good wine, going well with thy kinsman, suiting my lips and teeth.
10 I am my kinsman’s and his desire is toward me.