The Beloved to Her Lover: Oh, how I wish you would kiss me passionately! For your lovemaking is more delightful than wine.

Draw me after you; let us hurry! May the king bring me into his bedroom chambers! The Maidens to the Lover: We will rejoice and delight in you; we will praise your love more than wine. The Beloved to Her Lover: How rightly the young women adore you!

“How beautiful you are, my darling,
How beautiful you are!
Your eyes are like doves.”

“How handsome you are, my beloved,
And so pleasant!
Indeed, our couch is luxuriant!

“How beautiful you are, my darling,
How beautiful you are!
Your eyes are like doves behind your veil;
Your hair is like a flock of goats
That have descended from Mount Gilead.

“O my love, you are altogether beautiful and fair.
There is no flaw nor blemish in you!

How beautiful are thy caresses, my sister, bride, - how much more delightful thy caresses, than wine, and the fragrance of thine oils, than all spices:

I have put off my tunic, oh how shall I put it on? I have bathed my feet, oh how shall I soil them?

I charge you therefore, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him how that I am sick for love.

{How is your beloved better than another lover}, O most beautiful among women? {How is your beloved better than another lover}, that you adjure us thus?

I know not how it was , my soul, set for me the chariots of my willing people!

How beautiful, are thy feet in sandals, O daughter of a noble, - The curvings of thy hips, are like ornaments wrought by the hands of a skilled workman:

HEHow beautiful, and how delightful, O dear love, for delights:

The Beloved to Her Lover: Oh, how I wish you were my little brother, nursing at my mother's breasts; if I saw you outside, I could kiss you -- surely no one would despise me!

I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, How ye stir up, And how ye wake the love till she please!