'Breasts' in the Bible

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

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

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

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

I 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,

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,

We have a little sister, and breasts she hath not, What do we do for our sister, In the day that it is told of her?

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