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

⁶ How fair and how pleasant are you, O love, for your delights! ⁷ This your stature is like to a palm tree, and your breasts to its clusters. ⁸ I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of its branches: may also your breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the fragrance of your breath like apples; ⁹ And the roof of your mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goes down sweetly, flowing gently over lips and teeth. 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 if the vine has budded, whether the grape blossoms have opened, and the pomegranates are in bloom: there will I give you my loves. ¹³ The mandrakes give a fragrance, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for you, O my beloved.

¹ O that you were as my brother, that nursed at the breasts of my mother! if I should find you outside, I would kiss you; yea, I would not be despised. ² I would lead you, and bring you into my mother's house, who had instructed me: I would cause you to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate. ³ His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me. ⁴ I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that you stir not up, nor awake my love, until it pleases.