Quam pulchra es

Quam pulchra es et quam decora, carissima in deliciis. Statura tua assimilata est palme, et ubera tua botris. Caput tuum ut Carmelus, collum tuum sicut turris eburnea.
Veni, dilecte mi, egrediamur in agrum, et videamus si flores fructus parturierunt, si floruerunt mala Punica. Ibi dabo tibi ubera mea. Alleluia.

Canticum Canticorum 7:6-7, 4-5, 11-12

How beautiful and fair you are, my beloved, most sweet in your delights. Your stature is like a palm-tree, and your breasts are like fruit. Your head is like Mount Carmel and your neck is like a tower of ivory.
Come, my beloved, let us go into the fields and see if the blossoms have born fruit, and if the pomegranates have flowered. There will I give my breasts to you. Halleluja.

Song of Solomon 7:6-7, 4-5, 11-12