The songof songs, which is Solomon's. Let him kissme with the kissesof his mouth: forthy love is betterthan wine. Because of the savorof thy goodointmentsthy name is as ointmentpoured forth, thereforedo the virginslovethee. Drawme, we will runafterthee: the kinghath broughtme into his chambers: we will be gladand rejoicein thee, we will rememberthy lovemore than wine: the uprightlovethee. I am black, but comely, O ye daughtersof Jerusalem, as the tentsof Kedar, as the curtainsof Solomon. Looknotupon me, because I am black, because the sunhath lookedupon me: my mother's childrenwere angrywith me; they mademe the keeperof the vineyards; but mine ownvineyardhave I notkept. Tellme, O thou whom my soulloveth, wherethou feedest, wherethou makest thy flock to restat noon: for whyshould I beas one that turneth asidebythe flocksof thy companions? Ifthou knownot, O thou fairestamong women, go thy way forthby the footstepsof the flock, and feedthy kidsbesidethe shepherds' tents. I have comparedthee, O my love, to a company of horsesin Pharaoh's chariots. Thy cheeksare comelywith rows of jewels , thy neckwith chains of gold . We will makethee bordersof goldwithstudsof silver. Whilethe king sitteth at his table, my spikenardsendeth forththe smellthereof. A bundleof myrrh is my well-beloved unto me; he shall lie all nightbetweenmy breasts. My beloved is unto me as a clusterof camphirein the vineyardsof En-gedi. Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes. Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: alsoour bed is green. The beamsof our house are cedar, and our raftersof fir.