Cantar de los Cantares 4 Revised Version (con apócrifos)

41 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are as doves behind thy veil: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that lie along the side of mount Gilead. 2 Thy teeth are like a flock [of ewes ]that are [newly ]shorn, which are come up from the washing; whereof every one hath twins, and none is bereaved among them. 3 Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy mouth is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind thy veil. 4 Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all the shields of the mighty men. 5 Thy two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a roe, which feed among the lilies. 6 Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense. 7 Thou art all fair, my love; and there is no spot in thee. 8 Come with me from Lebanon, [my ]bride, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from the lions’ dens, from the mountains of the leopards. 9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, [my ]bride; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck. 10 How fair is thy love, my sister, [my ]bride! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all manner of spices! 11 Thy lips, [O my ]bride, drop [as ]the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon. 12 A garden shut up is my sister, [my ]bride; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed. 13 Thy shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits; henna with spikenard plants, 14 Spikenard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices. 15 [Thou art ]a fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and flowing streams from Lebanon. 16 Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his precious fruits.