H9002–/וְ–v

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

וּמִדְבָּרֵ֖יךְ (וּ) u. “and”

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

וְאֶל־ (וְ) ve. “and”

You are all beautiful, my love. There is no spot in you.

וּמ֖וּם (וּ) u. “and”

Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, With me from Lebanon. Look from the top of Amana, From the top of Senir and Hermon, From the lions' dens, From the mountains of the leopards.

וְחֶרְמ֔וֹן (וְ) ve. “and”

How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine! The fragrance of your perfumes than all manner of spices!

וְרֵ֥יחַ (וְ) ve. “and”

Your lips, my bride, drip like the honeycomb. Honey and milk are under your tongue. The smell of your garments is like the smell of Lebanon.

וְחָלָב֙ (וְ) ve. “and”וְרֵ֥יחַ (וְ) ve. “and”

Spikenard and saffron, Calamus and cinnamon, with every kind of incense tree; Myrrh and aloes, with all the best spices,

וְכַרְכֹּ֗ם (וְ) ve. “and”וְקִנָּמ֔וֹן (וְ) ve. “and”וַאֲהָל֔וֹת (וַ) va. “and”

A fountain of gardens, A well of living waters, Flowing streams from Lebanon. Beloved

וְנֹזְלִ֖ים (וְ) ve. “and”

Awake, north wind; and come, you south; Blow on my garden, that its spices may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, And taste his precious fruits. Lover

וּב֣וֹאִי (וּ) u. “and”וְיֹאכַ֖ל (וְ) ve. “so”

I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride. I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Friends Eat, friends! Drink, yes, drink abundantly, beloved. Beloved

וְשִׁכְר֖וּ (וְ) ve. “and”

I was asleep, but my heart was awake. It is the voice of my beloved who knocks: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; For my head is filled with dew, My hair with the dampness of the night.

וְלִבִּ֣י (וְ) ve. “and”

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

וּמֵעַ֖י (וּ) u. “and”

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

וְיָדַ֣י (וְ) ve. “and”וְאֶצְבְּעֹתַי֙ (וְ) ve. “and”

I opened to my beloved; But my beloved left; gone away. My heart went out when he spoke. I looked for him, but I didn't find him. I called him, but he didn't answer.

וְדוֹדִ֖י (וְ) ve. “and”וְלֹ֣א (וְ) ve. “and”וְלֹ֥א (וְ) ve. “and”

My beloved is white and ruddy. The best among ten thousand.

וְאָד֔וֹם (וְ) ve. “and”

His mouth is sweetness; Yes, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, Daughters of Jerusalem. Friends

וְכֻלּ֖וֹ (וְ) ve. “and”וְזֶ֣ה (וְ) ve. “and”

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

וּנְבַקְשֶׁ֖נּוּ (וּ) u. “so”

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

וְלִלְקֹ֖ט (וְ) ve. “and”

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

וְדוֹדִ֣י (וְ) ve. “and”

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.

וְשַׁכֻּלָ֖ה (וְ) ve. “and”

There are sixty queens, eighty concubines, And virgins without number.

וּשְׁמֹנִ֖ים (וּ) u. “and”וַעֲלָמ֖וֹת (וַ) va. “and”

My dove, my perfect one, is unique. She is her mother's only daughter. She is the favorite one of her who bore her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed, The queens and the concubines, and they praised her.

וּפִֽילַגְשִׁ֖ים (וּ) u. “and”

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?

וְנֶחֱזֶה־ (וְ) ve. “so”

Your head on you is like Carmel, The hair of your head like purple; The king is held captive in its tresses.

וְדַלַּ֥ת (וְ) ve. “and”

How beautiful and how pleasant are you, Love, for delights!

וּמַה־ (וּ) u. “and”