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.
Thine head upon thee is
like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is
held in the galleries.
How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes
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;
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.