Song of Songs 7:1-5

1How beautiful are thy feet in sandals, O prince’s daughter! Thy rounded thighs are like jewels, The work of the hands of a skilful workman.2Thy body islikea round goblet, Wherein no mingled wine is wanting: Thy waist is like a heap of wheat Set about with lilies.3Thy two breasts are like two fawns That are twins of a roe.4Thy neck is like the tower of ivory; Thine eyes as the pools in Heshbon, By the gate of Bath-rabbim; Thy nose is like the tower of Lebanon Which looketh toward Damascus.5Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the hair of thy head like purple; The king is held captive in the tresses thereof.