3 Thy two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle;
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;
5 Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the locks of thy head like purple; The king is fettered by thy ringlets!
6 How fair and how pleasant art thou, my love, in delights!
7 This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, And thy breasts to grape clusters.
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,
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.