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11 I went down into the garden of nuts, to look at the green plants of the valley, to see whether the vine budded, and the pomegranates were in flower.
11 I went down to the garden of nuts, to look at the fruits of the valley, to see if the vine flowered, if the pomegranates blossomed.
11 I descended to the garden of nuts, in order to see the fruits of the steep valleys, and to examine whether the vineyard had flourished and the pomegranates had produced buds.
12 Before I was aware, my soul set me upon the chariots of my princely people.
12 There I will give thee my breasts: my soul knew it not: it made me as the chariots of Aminadab.
12 And being unfamiliar with the place, I sat in the public chariot which was ready.
13 Return, return, O Shulammite; Return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulammite? As it were a dance of two companies.
13 Return, return, O Sulamitess. Return, return, so that we may consider you.
1 What will you see in the Sulamitess, other than choruses of encampments?
7:1 How beautiful are thy steps in sandals, O prince's daughter! The roundings of thy thighs are like the links of a chain, the work of the hands of a skilled workman.
1 Thy steps are beautiful in shoes, O daughter of the prince: the joints of thy thighs are like chains, the work of the craftsman.
Sg7:2 How beautiful are your footsteps in shoes, O daughter of a ruler! The joints of your thighs are like jewels, which have been fabricated by the hand of an artist.
7:2 Thy navel is like a round goblet, wherein no mingled wine is wanting; thy belly is like a heap of wheat set about with lilies.
Sg7:3 Your navel is a round bowl, never lacking in curvature. Your abdomen is like a bundle of wheat, surrounded with lilies.
2 Your navel is like a round goblet in which mingled wine is never lacking; your belly is like a heap of wheat set about with lilies.
7:3 Thy two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a gazelle.
Sg7:4 Your two breasts are like two young twin does.
7:4 Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes as the pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim; thy nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
Sg7:5 Your neck is like a tower of ivory. Your eyes like the fish ponds at Heshbon, which are at the entrance to the daughter of the multitude. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, which looks out toward Damascus.
7:5 Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thy head like purple; the king is held captive in the tresses thereof.
Sg7:6 Your head is like Carmel, and the hairs of your head are like the purple of the king, bound into pleats.
5 Your head upon you is like Carmel, and the braiding of your hair is like royal purple bound with rows of stitching.
7:6 How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
6 How beautiful art thou, and how sweet art thou, my love!
Sg7:7 Most beloved one, how beautiful you are, and how graceful in delights!
7:7 This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
7 This is thy greatness in thy delights: thou wast made like a palm tree, and thy breasts to cluster.
Sg7:8 Your stature is comparable to the palm tree, and your breasts to clusters of grapes.
7:8 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;
8 I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of its high boughs: and now shall thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose of apples;
Sg7:9 I said, I will ascend to the palm tree, and take hold of its fruit. And your breasts will be like clusters of grapes on the vine. And the fragrance of your mouth will be like apples.
7:9 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.'
9 and thy throat as good wine, going well with my kinsman, suiting my lips and teeth.
Sg7:10 Your throat is like the finest wine: wine worthy for my beloved to drink, and for his lips and teeth to contemplate.
7:10 I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.
Sg7:11 I am for my beloved, and his turning is to me.
7:11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
Sg7:12 Approach, my beloved. Let us go out into the field; let us linger in the villages.
7:12 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.
12 Let us go early into the vineyards; let us see if the vine has flowered, if the blossoms have appeared, if the pomegranates have blossomed; there will I give thee my breasts.
Sg7:13 The mandrakes yield their fragrance. At our gates is every fruit. The new and the old, my beloved, I have kept for you.
7:13 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.
Sg8:1 Bride to Groom: "Who will give you to me as my brother, feeding from the breasts of my mother, so that I may discover you outside, and may kiss you, and so that now no one may despise me?"