ECB(i)
1
THE MAN
How beautified are your steps with shoes, O daughter of a volunteer; the roundness of your flanks, as ornaments - the work of the hands of an expert; 2 your navel, as a round bowl which lacks no cocktail; your belly, as a heap hedged with lilies; 3 your two breasts, as two fawn gazelles - twins; 4 your neck, as a tower of ivory; your eyes, as the fishpools in Heshbon by the portal of the Daughter of Rabbim; your nostrils, as the tower of Lebanon watching at the face of Dammeseq; 5 your head on you, as an orchard; and the thrum of your head, as purple - the sovereign bound in the curls. 6 How beautified and how pleasing are you, O love, for delights! 7 This your height, likened to a palm tree and your breasts to clusters. 8 I say, I ascend to the palm tree, I hold the twigs; yes, your breasts, as clusters of the vine; the scent of your nostrils, as apples; 9 your palate, as good wine for my beloved - who goes in straightnesses so that the lips of those who sleep tranquilly flow. 10
THE WOMAN
I am to my beloved and his desire is to me. 11 Come, my beloved, we go to the field - stay overnight in the villages 12 - start early to the vineyards - see if the vine blossoms - the blossoms open and the pomegranates bud forth; there I give you my loves. 13 The mandrakes give scent and at our portals are all manner preciousnesses, new and old, which I treasure for you, O my beloved.
THE MAN
How beautified are your steps with shoes, O daughter of a volunteer; the roundness of your flanks, as ornaments - the work of the hands of an expert; 2 your navel, as a round bowl which lacks no cocktail; your belly, as a heap hedged with lilies; 3 your two breasts, as two fawn gazelles - twins; 4 your neck, as a tower of ivory; your eyes, as the fishpools in Heshbon by the portal of the Daughter of Rabbim; your nostrils, as the tower of Lebanon watching at the face of Dammeseq; 5 your head on you, as an orchard; and the thrum of your head, as purple - the sovereign bound in the curls. 6 How beautified and how pleasing are you, O love, for delights! 7 This your height, likened to a palm tree and your breasts to clusters. 8 I say, I ascend to the palm tree, I hold the twigs; yes, your breasts, as clusters of the vine; the scent of your nostrils, as apples; 9 your palate, as good wine for my beloved - who goes in straightnesses so that the lips of those who sleep tranquilly flow. 10
THE WOMAN
I am to my beloved and his desire is to me. 11 Come, my beloved, we go to the field - stay overnight in the villages 12 - start early to the vineyards - see if the vine blossoms - the blossoms open and the pomegranates bud forth; there I give you my loves. 13 The mandrakes give scent and at our portals are all manner preciousnesses, new and old, which I treasure for you, O my beloved.