Song of Songs 7:1-9 - Solomon's Praise Of His Dancing Maiden

¹ How beautiful, are thy feet in sandals, O daughter of a noble, - The curvings of thy hips, are like ornaments wrought by the hands of a skilled workman: ² Thy navel, is a round bowl, may it not lack spiced wine! Thy body, a heap of wheat fenced about with lilies; ³ Thy two breasts, are like two young roes, the twins of a gazelle: ⁴ Thy neck, is like a tower of ivory, - Thine eyes, are pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim, Thy nose, is like the tower of Lebanon, which looketh towards Damascus: ⁵ Thy head upon thee, is like Carmel, And, the hair of thy head, is like purple, - The king, is held captive by the ringlets! ⁶ HEHow beautiful, and how delightful, O dear love, for delights: ⁷ This thy stature, is like to a palm-tree, and, thy breasts, are like clusters: ⁸ I said, I will ascend the palm-tree, I will lay hold of its fruit stalks - Oh then, let thy breasts, I pray thee, be like vine-clusters, And, the fragrance of thy nose, like apples; ⁹ And, thy mouth, like good wine - SHEFlowing to my beloved smoothly, gliding over the lips of the sleeping.