ACV(i)
6 How fair and how pleasant thou are, 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 of it. 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 goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the 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 whether the vine has budded, its blossom is open, the pomegranates are in flower. There I will 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.