7. Thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
8. I said: I will go up into the palm tree, and will take hold of the fruit thereof: and thy breasts shall be as the clusters of the vine: and the odour of thy mouth like apples.
9. Thy throat like the best wine, worthy for my beloved to drink, and for his lips and his teeth to ruminate.
10. I to my beloved, and his turning is towards me.
11. Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field, let us abide in the villages.
12. Let us get up early to the vineyards, let us see if the vineyard flourish, if the flowers be ready to bring forth fruits, if the pomegranates flourish: there will I give thee my breasts.
13. The mandrakes give a smell. In our gates are all fruits: the new and the old, my beloved, I have kept for thee.