Song of Songs 4:5

Young's Literal Translation (1862/1898)

Thy two breasts `are' as two fawns, Twins of a roe, that are feeding among lilies.

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Referenced Verses

  • Song 2:16 : 16 My beloved `is' mine, and I `am' his, Who is delighting among the lilies,
  • Song 6:3 : 3 I `am' my beloved's, and my beloved `is' mine, Who is delighting himself among the lilies.
  • Song 7:3 : 3 Thy two breasts as two young ones, twins of a roe,
  • Prov 5:19 : 19 A hind of loves, and a roe of grace! Let her loves satisfy thee at all times, In her love magnify thyself continually.
  • Song 8:10 : 10 I `am' a wall, and my breasts as towers, Then I have been in his eyes as one finding peace.
  • Isa 66:10-12 : 10 Rejoice ye with Jerusalem, And be glad in her, all ye loving her, Rejoice ye with her for joy, All ye are mourning for her, 11 So that ye suck, and have been satisfied, From the breast of her consolations, So that ye wring out, and have delighted yourselves From the abundance of her honour. 12 For thus said Jehovah: `Lo, I am stretching out to her peace as a river, And as an overflowing stream the honour of nations, And ye have sucked, on the side ye are carried, And on the knees ye are dandled.
  • 1 Pet 2:2 : 2 as new-born babes the word's pure milk desire ye, that in it ye may grow,
  • Song 1:13 : 13 A bundle of myrrh `is' my beloved to me, Between my breasts it lodgeth.
  • Song 7:7 : 7 This thy stature hath been like to a palm, And thy breasts to clusters.
  • Song 8:1 : 1 Who doth make thee as a brother to me, Sucking the breasts of my mother? I find thee without, I kiss thee, Yea, they do not despise me,

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  • Song 7:2-9
    8 verses
    94%

    2Thy waist `is' a basin of roundness, It lacketh not the mixture, Thy body a heap of wheat, fenced with lilies,

    3Thy two breasts as two young ones, twins of a roe,

    4Thy neck as a tower of the ivory, Thine eyes pools in Heshbon, near the gate of Bath-Rabbim, Thy face as a tower of Lebanon looking to Damascus,

    5Thy head upon thee as Carmel, And the locks of thy head as purple, The king is bound with the flowings!

    6How fair and how pleasant hast thou been, O love, in delights.

    7This thy stature hath been like to a palm, And thy breasts to clusters.

    8I said, `Let me go up on the palm, Let me lay hold on its boughs, Yea, let thy breasts be, I pray thee, as clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of thy face as citrons,

    9And thy palate as the good wine --' Flowing to my beloved in uprightness, Strengthening the lips of the aged!

  • Song 4:6-13
    8 verses
    83%

    6Till the day doth break forth, And the shadows have fled away, I will get me unto the mountain of myrrh, And unto the hill of frankincense.

    7Thou `art' all fair, my friend, And a blemish there is not in thee. Come from Lebanon, O spouse,

    8Come from Lebanon, come thou in. Look from the top of Amana, From the top of Shenir and Hermon, From the habitations of lions, From the mountains of leopards.

    9Thou hast emboldened me, my sister-spouse, Emboldened me with one of thine eyes, With one chain of thy neck.

    10How wonderful have been thy loves, my sister-spouse, How much better have been thy loves than wine, And the fragrance of thy perfumes than all spices.

    11Thy lips drop honey, O spouse, Honey and milk `are' under thy tongue, And the fragrance of thy garments `Is' as the fragrance of Lebanon.

    12A garden shut up `is' my sister-spouse, A spring shut up -- a fountain sealed.

    13Thy shoots a paradise of pomegranates, With precious fruits,

  • Song 4:1-4
    4 verses
    83%

    1Lo, thou `art' fair, my friend, lo, thou `art' fair, Thine eyes `are' doves behind thy veil, Thy hair as a row of the goats That have shone from mount Gilead,

    2Thy teeth as a row of the shorn ones That have come up from the washing, For all of them are forming twins, And a bereaved one is not among them.

    3As a thread of scarlet `are' thy lips, And thy speech `is' comely, As the work of the pomegranate `is' thy temple behind thy veil,

    4As the tower of David `is' thy neck, built for an armoury, The chief of the shields are hung on it, All shields of the mighty.

  • Prov 5:19
    78%

    19A hind of loves, and a roe of grace! Let her loves satisfy thee at all times, In her love magnify thyself continually.

  • Song 8:14
    77%

    14Or to a young one of the harts on mountains of spices!

  • Song 5:12-13
    2 verses
    76%

    12His eyes as doves by streams of water, Washing in milk, sitting in fulness.

    13His cheeks as a bed of the spice, towers of perfumes, His lips `are' lilies, dropping flowing myrrh,

  • Song 1:7-10
    4 verses
    76%

    7Declare to me, thou whom my soul hath loved, Where thou delightest, Where thou liest down at noon, For why am I as one veiled, By the ranks of thy companions?

    8If thou knowest not, O fair among women, Get thee forth by the traces of the flock, And feed thy kids by the shepherds' dwellings!

    9To my joyous one in chariots of Pharaoh, I have compared thee, my friend,

    10Comely have been thy cheeks with garlands, Thy neck with chains.

  • Song 2:16-17
    2 verses
    76%

    16My beloved `is' mine, and I `am' his, Who is delighting among the lilies,

    17Till the day doth break forth, And the shadows have fled away, Turn, be like, my beloved, To a roe, or to a young one of the harts, On the mountains of separation!

  • Song 1:13-15
    3 verses
    76%

    13A bundle of myrrh `is' my beloved to me, Between my breasts it lodgeth.

    14A cluster of cypress `is' my beloved to me, In the vineyards of En-Gedi!

    15Lo, thou `art' fair, my friend, Lo, thou `art' fair, thine eyes `are' doves!

  • Song 2:6-10
    5 verses
    76%

    6His left hand `is' under my head, And his right doth embrace me.

    7I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes or by the hinds of the field, Stir not up nor wake the love till she please!

    8The voice of my beloved! lo, this -- he is coming, Leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.

    9My beloved `is' like to a roe, Or to a young one of the harts. Lo, this -- he is standing behind our wall, Looking from the windows, Blooming from the lattice.

    10My beloved hath answered and said to me, `Rise up, my friend, my fair one, and come away,

  • Song 6:2-7
    6 verses
    75%

    2My beloved went down to his garden, To the beds of the spice, To delight himself in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

    3I `am' my beloved's, and my beloved `is' mine, Who is delighting himself among the lilies.

    4Fair `art' thou, my friend, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts.

    5Turn round thine eyes from before me, Because they have made me proud. Thy hair `is' as a row of the goats, That have shone from Gilead,

    6Thy teeth as a row of the lambs, That have come up from the washing, Because all of them are forming twins, And a bereaved one is not among them.

    7As the work of the pomegranate `is' thy temple behind thy veil.

  • Song 2:1-2
    2 verses
    75%

    1As a lily among the thorns,

    2So `is' my friend among the daughters!

  • Song 8:10
    75%

    10I `am' a wall, and my breasts as towers, Then I have been in his eyes as one finding peace.

  • Song 3:5
    75%

    5I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes or by the hinds of the field, Stir not up nor wake the love till she please!

  • Song 4:15
    75%

    15A fount of gardens, a well of living waters, And flowings from Lebanon!

  • Song 2:14
    74%

    14My dove, in clefts of the rock, In a secret place of the ascent, Cause me to see thine appearance, Cause me to hear thy voice, For thy voice `is' sweet, and thy appearance comely.