1 How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.

1 Sponsa. Quid videbis in Sulamite, nisi choros castrorum?
Chorus. Quam pulchri sunt gressus tui in calceamentis, filia principis!
Juncturæ femorum tuorum sicut monilia
quæ fabricata sunt manu artificis.

2 Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.

2 Umbilicus tuus crater tornatilis,
numquam indigens poculis.
Venter tuus sicut acervus tritici vallatus liliis.

3 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.

3 Duo ubera tua sicut duo hinnuli,
gemelli capreæ.

4 Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.

4 Collum tuum sicut turris eburnea;
oculi tui sicut piscinæ in Hesebon
quæ sunt in porta filiæ multitudinis.
Nasus tuus sicut turris Libani,
quæ respicit contra Damascum.

5 Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.

5 Caput tuum ut Carmelus;
et comæ capitis tui sicut purpura regis
vincta canalibus.

6 How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!

6 Sponsus. Quam pulchra es, et quam decora,
carissima, in deliciis!

7 This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.

7 Statura tua assimilata est palmæ,
et ubera tua botris.

8 I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;

8 Dixi: Ascendam in palmam,
et apprehendam fructus ejus;
et erunt ubera tua sicut botri vineæ,
et odor oris tui sicut malorum.

9 And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.

9 Guttur tuum sicut vinum optimum,
dignum dilecto meo ad potandum,
labiisque et dentibus illius ad ruminandum.

10 ¶ I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.

10 Sponsa. Ego dilecto meo,
et ad me conversio ejus.

11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.

11 Veni, dilecte mi, egrediamur in agrum,
commoremur in villis.

12 Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.

12 Mane surgamus ad vineas:
videamus si floruit vinea,
si flores fructus parturiunt,
si floruerunt mala punica;
ibi dabo tibi ubera mea.

13 The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.

13 Mandragoræ dederunt odorem
in portis nostris omnia poma:
nova et vetera, dilecte mi, servavi tibi.