H9009–/ה–ha

Who is this who comes up from the wilderness like pillars of smoke, Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, With all spices of the merchant?

הַמִּדְבָּ֔ר (הַ) ha. “the”

King Solomon made himself a carriage Of the wood of Lebanon.

הַמֶּ֣לֶךְ (הַ) ha. “the”הַלְּבָנֽוֹן׃ (הַ) ha. “<the>”

Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are doves behind your veil. Your hair is as a flock of goats, That descend from Mount Gilead.

הָֽעִזִּ֔ים (הָֽ) ha. “<the>”

Your teeth are like a newly shorn flock, Which have come up from the washing, Where every one of them has twins. None is bereaved among them.

הַקְּצוּב֔וֹת (הַ) ha. “<the>”הָרַחְצָ֑ה (הָ) ha. “the”

Your lips are like scarlet thread. Your mouth is lovely. Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.

הַשָּׁנִי֙ (הַ) ha. “<the>”הָֽרִמּוֹן֙ (הָֽ) ha. “<the>”

Your neck is like David's tower built for an armory, Whereon there hang a thousand shields, All the shields of the mighty men.

הַמָּגֵן֙ (הַ) ha. “<the>”הַגִּבּוֹרִֽים׃ (הַ) ha. “the”

Your two breasts are like two fawns That are twins of a roe, Which feed among the lilies.

הָרוֹעִ֖ים (הָ) ha. “which”

Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, I will go to the mountain of myrrh, To the hill of frankincense.

הַיּ֔וֹם (הַ) hai. “the”הַצְּלָלִ֑ים (הַ) ha. “the”הַמּ֔וֹר (הַ) ha. “<the>”הַלְּבוֹנָֽה׃ (הַ) ha. “<the>”

My beloved thrust his hand in through the latch opening. My heart pounded for him.

הַחֹ֔ר (הַ) ha. “the”

I rose up to open for my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, My fingers with liquid myrrh, On the handles of the lock.

הַמַּנְעֽוּל׃ (הַ) ha. “the”

The watchmen who go about the city found me. They beat me. They bruised me. The keepers of the walls took my cloak away from me.

הַשֹּׁמְרִ֛ים (הַ) ha. “the”הַסֹּבְבִ֥ים (הַ) ha. “who”הַחֹמֽוֹת׃ (הַ) ha. “the”

How is your beloved better than another beloved, You fairest among women? How is your beloved better than another beloved, That you do so adjure us? Beloved

הַיָּפָ֖ה (הַ) hai. “O”

His cheeks are like a bed of spices with towers of perfumes. His lips are like lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.

הַבֹּ֔שֶׂם (הַ) ha. “<the>”

Where has your beloved gone, you fairest among women? Where has your beloved turned, that we may seek him with you? Beloved

הַיָּפָ֖ה (הַ) hai. “O”

My beloved has gone down to his garden, To the beds of spices, To feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

הַבֹּ֑שֶׂם (הַ) ha. “<the>”

I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine. He browses among the lilies,

הָרֹעֶ֖ה (הָ) ha. “who”

Turn away your eyes from me, For they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats, That lie along the side of Gilead.

הָֽעִזִּ֔ים (הָֽ) ha. “<the>”הַגִּלְעָֽד׃ (הַ) ha. “<the>”

Your teeth are like a flock of ewes, Which have come up from the washing; Of which every one has twins; None is bereaved among them.

הָֽרְחֵלִ֔ים (הָֽ) ha. “<the>”הָרַחְצָ֑ה (הָ) ha. “the”

Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.

הָרִמּוֹן֙ (הָ) ha. “<the>”

Who is she who looks forth as the morning, Beautiful as the moon, Clear as the sun, Awesome as an army with banners?

הַנִּשְׁקָפָ֖ה (הַ) ha. “[is] the”

I went down into the nut tree grove, To see the green plants of the valley, To see whether the vine budded, And the pomegranates were in flower.

הַנָּ֑חַל (הַ) ha. “the”הַגֶּ֔פֶן (הַ) ha. “the”הָרִמֹּנִֽים׃ (הָ) ha. “the”

Return, return, Shulammite! Return, return, that we may gaze at you. Lover Why do you desire to gaze at the Shulammite, As at the dance of Mahanaim?

הַשּׁ֣וּלַמִּ֔ית (הַ) ha. “O”הַֽמַּחֲנָֽיִם׃ (הַֽ) Ha. “the”

Your body is like a round goblet, No mixed wine is wanting. Your waist is like a heap of wheat, Set about with lilies.

הַסַּ֔הַר (הַ) ha. “<the>”הַמָּ֑זֶג (הַ) ha. “<the>”

Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim; Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.

הַשֵּׁ֑ן (הַ) ha. “<the>”הַלְּבָנ֔וֹן (הַ) ha. “<the>”

I said, "I will climb up into the palm tree. I will take hold of its fruit." Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, The smell of your breath like apples, Beloved

הַגֶּ֔פֶן (הַ) ha. “<the>”