Song of Solomon 7

Revised Standard Version Catholic Edition

⁶ How fair and pleasant you are,
    O loved one, delectable maiden!^[b]
7 You are stately^[c] as a palm tree,
    and your breasts are like its clusters.
⁸ I say I will climb the palm tree
    and lay hold of its branches.
Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,
    and the scent of your breath like apples,
⁹ and your kisses^[d] like the best wine
    that goes down^[e] smoothly,
    gliding over lips and teeth.^[f]

¹⁰ I am my beloved’s,
    and his desire is for me.
¹¹ Come, my beloved,
    let us go forth into the fields,
    and lodge in the villages;
¹² let us go out early to the vineyards,
    and see whether the vines have budded,
whether the grape blossoms have opened
    and the pomegranates are in bloom.
There I will give you my love.
¹³ The mandrakes give forth fragrance,
    and over our doors are all choice fruits,
new as well as old,
    which I have laid up for you, O my beloved.