And, the thickness thereof, was a hand-breadth, and, the brim thereof, was like the brim-work of a cup, with blossoms of lilies, - it could hold many baths, three thousand, would it contain.

SHEMy beloved, is, mine, and, I, am, his, he that pastureth among lilies!

Thy two breasts, are like two young roes, twins of a gazelle, - which pasture among lilies.

His cheeks, like a raised bed of balsam, growing plants of perfume, - His lips, lilies, dripping with myrrh distilling:

SHEMy beloved, is gone down to his garden, to the beds of balsam, - to pasture in the gardens, and to gather lilies,

I, am, my beloved's, and, my beloved, is mine, he that pastureth among lilies.

Thy navel, is a round bowl, may it not lack spiced wine! Thy body, a heap of wheat fenced about with lilies;