7. This, thy stature is like unto the palm tree, and thy breasts to the clusters.
8. I said, I will climb up the palm tree, I will take hold of the clusters thereof; now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine and the smell of thy nose like apples;
9. and thy palate like the best wine that goes into my beloved sweetly and causes the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
10. I am my beloved’s, and with me he has his contentment.
11. Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
12. Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vines flourish, whether the tender flowers appear, if the pomegranates bud forth; there I will give thee my loves.
13. The mandrakes have given their fragrance, and at our gates are all manner of sweet fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.