2Let him kissme with the kissesof his mouth: for thy love is betterthan wine.
3Because of the savourof thy goodointmentsthy name is as ointmentpoured forth, therefore do the virginslove thee.
4Drawme, we will runafterthee: the kinghath broughtme into his chambers: we will be gladand rejoicein thee, we will rememberthy lovemore than wine: the uprightlove thee.
5 I am black, but comely, O ye daughtersof Jerusalem, as the tentsof Kedar, as the curtainsof Solomon. 6Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sunhath lookedupon me: my mother’schildrenwere angrywith me; they mademe the keeperof the vineyards; but mine own vineyardhave I not kept.
7Tellme, O thou whom my soulloveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to restat noon: forwhy should I be as one that turneth asideby the flocksof thy companions?
8If thou knownot, O thou fairestamong women, go thy way forthby the footstepsof the flock, and feedthy kidsbeside the shepherds’tents.
9I have comparedthee, O my love, to a company of horsesin Pharaoh’schariots. 10Thy cheeksare comelywith rows of jewels, thy neckwith chains of gold.
11We will makethee bordersof goldwith studsof silver. 12While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenardsendeth forththe smell thereof.
13A bundleof myrrh is my wellbelovedunto me; he shall lieall night betwixt my breasts.
14My beloved is unto me as a clusterof camphirein the vineyardsof En-gedi.
15 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’eyes.
16 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green. 17The beamsof our house are cedar, and our raftersof fir.