Song of Solomon 4
1Behold, thou <add>art</add> fair, my love; behold, thou <add>art</add> fair; thou <add>hast</add> doves’ eyes within thy locks: thy hair <add>is</add> as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.2Thy teeth <add>are</add> like a flock <add>of sheep that are even</add> shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none <add>is</add> barren among them.3Thy lips <add>are</add> like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech <add>is</add> comely: thy temples <add>are</add> like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.4Thy neck <add>is</add> like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.5Thy two breasts <add>are</add> like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.6Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.7Thou <add>art</add> all fair, my love; <add>there is</add> no spot in thee.
8Come with me from Lebanon, <add>my</add> spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions’ dens, from the mountains of the leopards.9Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, <add>my</add> spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.10How fair is thy love, my sister, <add>my</add> spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!11Thy lips, O <add>my</add> spouse, drop <add>as</add> the honeycomb: honey and milk <add>are</add> under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments <add>is</add> like the smell of Lebanon.12A garden inclosed <add>is</add> my sister, <add>my</add> spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.13Thy plants <add>are</add> an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,14Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:15A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
16Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, <add>that</add> the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
8Come with me from Lebanon, <add>my</add> spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions’ dens, from the mountains of the leopards.9Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, <add>my</add> spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.10How fair is thy love, my sister, <add>my</add> spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!11Thy lips, O <add>my</add> spouse, drop <add>as</add> the honeycomb: honey and milk <add>are</add> under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments <add>is</add> like the smell of Lebanon.12A garden inclosed <add>is</add> my sister, <add>my</add> spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.13Thy plants <add>are</add> an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,14Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:15A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
16Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, <add>that</add> the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.