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The Abridged Song of Songs of Solomon

What is the Song of Songs of Solomon?

A song and poem with romantic and sexual themes.

Summary - Top

Pt 1: The Sexy Song of Solomon

Ch 1-2a. Flirting

Ch 2b. Found

Ch 3. The Dream

Ch 4-5a. Man Speech

Ch 5b-6a. Lost Again

Ch 6b-8a. Found

Ch 8b. ?

Summary and Background

Stats

Other Names
Song

Author
Traditionally by Solomon

Setting Range
950BC

Categories
Writings

Academic Composition Range
300BC-200BC

Historical Preservation
Fully Preserved

Public Domain Translations
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Abridged Status
Finished- 0% Remaining

Original Verse Count
117

Original Word Count
2,658

Abridged Word Count
1,428

Abridged Length
54%

History and Background of the Song of Songs of Solomon

What do scholars and theologians know about the Song of Songs of Solomon?

A lot of people consider these as a ollection of poems that are loosely strung together. Some people do argue that they were always meant to be one piece.

There's also no agreement on any structure. I've split them up where it seems to change topic.

A lot of these are back and forth between two lovers, with their friends sometimes interjecting. This book was originally written in Hebrew, which has gendered words, so it is easier to tell who is speaking and when. This is, in large part, where the subtitles of "Man/Woman" are necessary, but even these are sometimes debated among different translations.

Summary of the Song of Songs of Solomon

What happens in the Song of Songs of Solomon?

A man and woman are trapped in a state of always looking for and finding each other.

Part 1: The Sexy Song of Solomon

Chapters 1-2a

1:1. The Song of Songs

1:1. The song of songs, which is Solomon's.

Woman

1:2. I want to get drunk on the kisses of your mouth.

1:2. Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.

1:3. Your name is sweet, and all the women love you.

1:3. Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.

1:4. Quick- let's run away!
Take me to your bedroom.
I love you more than wine,
And I see why you're so popular.

1:4. Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.

1:5-6. Yes, I'm pretty tan- but don't stare!
It's only because my family abused me, and I never had time to take care of myself.

1:5. I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.

1:6. Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.

1:7. Tell me where you work so I can visit you! I don't want to be left out.

1:7. Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?

Man

1:8. If you don't know, don't worry, just mind to your own animals.

1:8. If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents.

1:9. You're like a royal horse.

1:9. I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.

1:10. You have beautiul cheeks and I like your jewelry.

1:10. Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.

1:11. I will buy you some more.

1:11. We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.

Woman

1:12. I sprayed my perfume when you came to sit at my table.

1:12. While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.

1:13-14. You are like a fancy flower between my tiddies.

1:13. A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.

1:14. My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.

Man

1:15. You are so beautiful. Your eyes look like birds.

1:15. Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.

Woman

1:16-17. You are so handsome and charming.
The bed in our house is like a magic clearing in the forest.

1:16. Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.

1:17. The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.

2:1. And I am a flower.

2:1. I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.

Man

2:2. Yeah, a pretty flower among the weeds.

2:2. As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.

Woman

2:3. I want to taste your fruit

2:3. As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.

2:4. Take me to dinner and fuck me in the bathroom

2:4. He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.

2:5-6. Give me your fruit and cuddle me tightly

2:5. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.

2:6. His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.

2:7. Listen ladies, don't force love.

2:7. I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.

Chapter 2b

Woman

2:8-9. There's my lover coming, running over the mountain like a deer.
Look!
He's staring at us through the blinds.

2:8. The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.

2:9. My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.

Man

2:10. Come with me!

2:10. My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

2:11. Winter is over!

2:11. For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;

2:12. The flowers are here!
The birds are singing!

2:12. The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;

2:13. The fig tree has some fruit!
Let's go!
Come with me!

2:13. The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

2:14. My scared little bird, let me hear your voice and see your face!

2:14. O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.

Woman

2:15. Kill the foxes for me, they're destroying my field.

2:15. Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.

2:16. You are mine and I am yours,
You walk among the flowers.

2:16. My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.

2:17. Be a like a wild deer until the morning with me.

2:17. Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.

Chapter 3

Woman

3:1. You raced through my mind all night, and I couldn't really sleep.

3:1. By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.

3:2. You race through my thoughts all day, but I can't find you on the streets.

3:2. I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.

3:3. I even asked the cops if they saw you.

3:3. The watchmen that go about the city found me: to whom I said, Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?

3:4. But right when I did, that's when I saw you. Hey- let's go to my mom's house.

3:4. It was but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me.

3:5. Listen ladies, don't force love.

3:5. I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.

3:6. Who is this- coming forward like a stack of spicy sweet smoke?

3:6. Who is this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?

3:7-10. Look! There's Solomon's carriage, made by his own hands from silver and gold, surrounded by 60 of his finest warriors, armed and ready for battle!

3:7. Behold his bed, which is Solomon's; threescore valiant men are about it, of the valiant of Israel.

3:8. They all hold swords, being expert in war: every man hath his sword upon his thigh because of fear in the night.

3:9. King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon.

3:10. He made the pillars thereof of silver, the bottom thereof of gold, the covering of it of purple, the midst thereof being paved with love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.

3:11. Come on, ladies, look at the King and his crown!

3:11. Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon with the crown wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.

Chapters 4-5a

Man

4:1. You are so beautiful!
Your eyes are like birds,
Your hair is like goats coming from the mountains,

4:1. Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.

4:2. Your teeth are like sheep who just got a haircut and a bath,

4:2. Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none is barren among them.

4:3. Your lips are like a ribbon,
Oh, your mouth is so lovely!
Your head looks like a pomegranate,

4:3. Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.

4:4. Your neck is like the tower of David,
With 1000 shields hanging from it.

4:4. Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.

4:5. Your boobs are like twin baby deer eating flowers.

4:5. Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.

4:6. I will run away to the mountains until the sun rises.

4:6. Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.

4:7. Every part of you is beautiful, you have no flaws.

4:7. Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.

4:8. Come with me! Step out of the wilderness and come with me.

4:8. Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards.

4:9. You've stolen my heart,
my sister and bride,
and all it took was one glance of your eyes,
and looking at your neckace.

4:9. Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.

4:10. Your love is so wonderful, my sister and bride.
Your love is better than wine or any spice!

4:10. How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!

4:11. Your lips leave sweetness like honey, there's milk under your tounge, and your clothes smell good.

4:11. Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.

4:12. I see you've locked up your garden, my sister and bride, and closed your fountain.

4:12. A garden inclosed is my sister, my spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.

4:13-14. I know you're growing pomegranates, cinnamon, myrrh, and aloe, and other fine spices.

4:13. Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,

4:14. Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:

4:15. I know you're a flowing fountain.

4:15. A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.

4:16. Let the wind blow!
I want to smell your spices.

4:16. Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.

Woman

4:16. Come into my garden and eat my fruit!

4:16. Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.

Man

5:1. I have come into the garden, my sister and bride, and gathered the spices. I have eaten the milk and honey, and drank my wine!

5:1. I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.

Friends

5:1. Eat and drink, oh lovers!

Chapters 5b-6a

Woman

5:2. I slept, but barely, listening for my lover, until I heard him knock and say, "Open the door, my sister and bride, my flawless dove. I'm wet from the rain."

5:2. I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.

5:3. I thought to myself-
I'm already naked- do I have to get dressed?
Do I really have to go outside and get dirty?

5:3. I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?

5:4. My lover thrust his hand in through the door, reaching for the lock. My heart started pounding.

5:4. My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him.

5:5. I went to get the door, my fingers dripping with spices.

5:5. I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.

5:6. I opened the door- but he had already left. I called out for him- no answer. I was sad.

5:6. I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.

5:7. I ran to look for him, but the cops found me, and arrested me.

5:7. The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.

5:8. Ladies, keep an eye out for my man. I love him.

5:8. I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.

Ladies

5:9. What makes him so special? We don't really care.

5:9. What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? what is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so charge us?

Woman

5:10. Well, he's bright and red, the best out of a million.

5:10. My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.

5:11. His head is gold, his hair black and wavy.

5:11. His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven.

5:12. His eys are like birds that were bathed in milk and worn like jewelry.

5:12. His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set.

5:13. His cheeks are like spices,
His lips are like flowers.

5:13. His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.

5:14. His arms are gold rods decorated with emeralds,
His body is like polished ivory decorated with sapphires

5:14. His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires.

5:15. His legs are like marble with a base of gold.
He looks like a tree.

5:15. His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.

5:16. His mouth is sweetness itself.
This is why you should care.

5:16. His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.

Ladies

6:1. Well, shit, then, okay, well, where did he go? We'll help you look.

6:1. Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.

Woman

6:2. I think he went to spice garden to look at the flowers and bring some home.

6:2. My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

6:3. I am my lover's, and my lover is mine.
He looks at the flowers.

6:3. I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.

Chapters 6b-8a

Man

6:4. You are as beautiful as a marching army.

6:4. Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.

6:5. I must look away, your eyes are too pretty!
Your hair is like goats.

6:5. Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.

6:6. Your teeth are like sheep with a new hair cut and a bath

6:6. Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among them.

6:7. Your head is like a pomegranate

6:7. As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.

6:8-9. I would pick you over 60 queens and 80 concubines and every woman in the world- and they would even all think you're awesome.

6:8. There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.

6:9. My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.

6:10. You are like the sunrise,
Pretty as the moon,
Bright as the sun,
And majestic as the stars.

6:10. Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?

Woman

6:11. I went to the nut trees to see the new growth, and check if the pomegranates were in bloom.

6:11. I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished and the pomegranates budded.

6:12. Before I knew it, my passion carried me away like a royal chariot.

6:12. Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib.

Man

6:13. Come back, I want to watch you dance!

6:13. Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.

7:1. Your feet are beautiful
Your legs are like jewels

7:1. How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.

7:2. Your belly button is a cup of bottomless wine.
Your waist is a mound of wheat surrounded by flowers.

7:2. Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.

7:3. Your boobs are like two baby deer

7:3. Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.

7:4. Your neck is like a tower
Your eyes are like a lake
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon

7:4. Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.

7:5. Your head is like a mountain,
Your hair like a royal cloth.

7:5. Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.

7:6. You are just so darn beautiful.

7:6. How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!

7:7-9. Your stature is like a palm tree,
Your boobs are like cocouts.
I said to myself, "I'll climb that tree and grab ahold of the coconuts."
May your boobs be like fruit on a vine,
Your breath smells like apples,
And your mouth tastes like wine.
Give it to me, flowing over my lips and teeth.

7:7. This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.

7:8. I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;

7:9. And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.

Woman

7:10. I belong to my lover, and he wants me bad.

7:10. I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.

7:11. Come with me- let's go to the country and spend the night in the villages.

7:11. Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.

7:12. Let's go check if the vines have started growing pomegranates. We'll make love there.

7:12. Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.

7:13. The flowers send out their smell, and I have little treasures stored up for us back at my house.

7:13. The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.

8:1. If only you were my brother, then, if I found you outside, no one would judge me if I kissed you.

8:1. O that thou wert as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother! when I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, I should not be despised.

8:2. I would bring you to mom's house, and give you spiced wine made from the juice of my pomegranates.

8:2. I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother's house, who would instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate.

8:3. He cuddles me.

8:3. His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.

8:4. Listen ladies, don't force love.

8:4. I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please.

Chapter 8b

Commentary

This last one goes a little off the walls.

Friends

8:5. Who is that coming back from the desert, holding hands with her lover?

8:5. Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? I raised thee up under the apple tree: there thy mother brought thee forth: there she brought thee forth that bare thee.

Woman

8:5. I seduced you under the apple tree,
The same spot where your mother conceived you and gave birth to you.

8:5. Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? I raised thee up under the apple tree: there thy mother brought thee forth: there she brought thee forth that bare thee.

8:6. Wrap me around your heart,
Wrap me around your arms,
Love is as strong as death, jealousy as strong as vengeance
It burns like a roaring, blazing fire.

8:6. Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath a most vehement flame.

8:7. All the water in the world cannot wash love away.
If someone were to give all their money away for love, it would look really bad.

8:7. Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be contemned.

Friends

8:8. We have a young sister, who's not yet grown. What will we do for her on the day she gets engaged?

8:8. We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts: what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for?

8:9. Well, we'll build towers of silver and enclose her behind wooden walls.

8:9. If she be a wall, we will build upon her a palace of silver: and if she be a door, we will inclose her with boards of cedar.

Woman

8:10. I am a wall, and my breasts are towers.
I have become the one who brings him joy.

8:10. I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favour.

8:11. Solomon had a vinyeard, which he rented out for 1,000 dollars each.

8:11. Solomon had a vineyard at Baalhamon; he let out the vineyard unto keepers; every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of silver.

8:12. But I choose who to give my own vineyard to.
You can still have the money Solomon,
even some extra for the workers.

8:12. My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: thou, O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.

Man

8:13. You, who lives in the garden, let me hear you!

8:13. Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear it.

Woman

8:14. Come with me my, love, and be like a deer on the spice mountains.

8:14. Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.

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