“Let his left hand be under my head
And his right hand embrace me.”

“Your neck is like the tower of David,
Built with rows of [glistening] stones,
Whereon hang a thousand shields,
All of them shields of warriors.

“My beloved extended his hand through the opening [of the door],
And my feelings were aroused for him.

(The Bridegroom)“Why should you gaze at the Shulammite,
As at the dance of the two armies?“How beautiful are your feet in sandals,
O prince’s daughter!
The curves of your hips are like jewels,
The work of the hands of an artist.

“Let his left hand be under my head
And his right hand embrace me.”