Song of Solomon 7:1
How beautiful are thy footsteps in sandals, O prince's daughter! The roundings of thy thighs are like jewels, The work of the hands of an artist.
Song of Solomon 7:2
Thy navel is a round goblet, which wanteth not mixed wine; Thy belly a heap of wheat, set about with lilies;
Song of Solomon 7:3
Thy two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle;
Song of Solomon 7:4
Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; Thine eyes, like the pools in Heshbon, By the gate of Bath-rabbim; Thy nose like the tower of Lebanon, Which looketh toward Damascus;
Song of Solomon 7:5
Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the locks of thy head like purple; The king is fettered by thy ringlets!
Song of Solomon 7:6
How fair and how pleasant art thou, my love, in delights!
Song of Solomon 7:7
This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, And thy breasts to grape clusters.
Song of Solomon 7:8
I said, I will go up to the palm-tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof; And thy breasts shall indeed be like clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of thy nose like apples,
Song of Solomon 7:9
And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine, ...That goeth down smoothly for my beloved, And stealeth over the lips of them that are asleep.
Song of Solomon 7:10
I am my beloved's, And his desire is toward me.
Song of Solomon 7:11
--Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the fields; Let us lodge in the villages.
Song of Solomon 7:12
We will go up early to the vineyards, We will see if the vine hath budded, If the blossom is opening, And the pomegranates are in bloom: There will I give thee my loves.
Song of Solomon 7:13
The mandrakes yield fragrance; And at our gates are all choice fruits, new and old: I have laid them up for thee, my beloved.