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.