1   
Howe beautifull are thy feete with shooes, O princes daughter! the ioynts of thy thighs are like iewels, the worke of the hands of a cunning workman.

The beautie of the church.

2   
Thy nauell is like a round goblet, which wanteth not ^note licour: thy belly is like an heape of wheate, set about with lillies.

3   
^noteThy two breasts are like two yong Roes that are twinnes.

4   
Thy necke is as a towre of yuory: thine eyes like the fish pooles in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose is as the towre of Lebanon, which looketh toward Damascus.

5   
Thine head vpon thee is like ^note Carmel, and the haire of thine head like purple, the king is ^note held in the galleries.

6   
How faire, and how pleasant art thou, O Loue, for delights!

7   
This thy stature is like to a palme tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.

8   
I said, I will goe vp to the palme tree, I will take hold of the boughes thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose, like apples.

9   
And the roofe of thy mouth like the best wine, for my beloued, that goeth downe ^note sweetely, causing the lippes ^note of those that are asleepe, to speake.

10   
¶ ^note I am my beloueds, and his desire is towards me.

11   
Come, my beloued, let vs goe forth into the field: let vs lodge in the villages.

12   
Let vs get vp earely to the vineyards, let vs see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape ^note appeare, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I giue thee my loues.

13   
The ^note mandrakes giue a smell, and at our gates are all maner of pleasant fruits, new and olde, which I haue laid vp for thee, O my beloued. 679

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