Song of Songs 7:6-13

JPS_ASV_Byz(i) 6 (7:7) How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights! 7 (7:8) This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes. 8 (7:9) I said: 'I will climb up into the palm-tree, I will take hold of the branches thereof; and let thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy countenance like apples; 9 (7:10) And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine, that glideth down smoothly for my beloved, moving gently the lips of those that are asleep.' 10 (7:11) I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me. 11 (7:12) Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages. 12 (7:13) Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see whether the vine hath budded, whether the vine- blossom be opened, and the pomegranates be in flower; there will I give thee my love. 13 (7:14) 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.