1. Let him kiss me with the kiss of his mouth: for thy breasts are better than wine,
2. Smelling sweet of the best ointments. Thy name is as oil poured out: therefore young maidens have loved thee.
3. Draw me: we will run after thee to the odour of thy ointments. The king hath brought me into his storerooms: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, remembering thy breasts more than wine: the righteous love thee.
4. I am black but beautiful, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Cedar, as the curtains of Solomon.