Song of Songs 7:6-Song of Songs 8:4 - Solomon Longs For The Young Woman's Affection

⁶ How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights! ⁷ This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, And thy breasts to its clusters. ⁸ I said, I will climb up into the palm-tree, I will take hold of the branches thereof: Let thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, And the smell of thy breath like apples, ⁹ And thy mouth like the best wine, That goeth down smoothly for my beloved, Gliding through the lips of those that are asleep. ¹⁰ I am my beloved's; And his desire is toward me.

¹¹ Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; Let us lodge in the villages. ¹² Let us get up early to the vineyards; Let us see whether the vine hath budded, And its blossom is open, And the pomegranates are in flower: There will I give thee my love. ¹³ The mandrakes give forth fragrance; And at our doors are all manner of precious fruits, new and old, Which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.

¹ Oh that thou wert as my brother, That sucked the breasts of my mother! When I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; Yea, and none would despise me. ² I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother's house, Who would instruct me; I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate. ³ His left hand'should be under my head, And his right hand should embrace me. ⁴ I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, Until he please.