Thy navel is {cf15i like} a round goblet, {cf15i wherein} no mingled wine is wanting: thy belly is {cf15i like} an heap of wheat set about with lilies.
Thy neck is like the tower of ivory; thine eyes {cf15i as} the pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim; thy nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
I said, I will climb up into the palm tree, I will take hold of the branches thereof: let thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy breath like apples;
Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see whether the vine hath budded, {cf15i and} its blossom be open, {cf15i and} the pomegranates be in flower: there will I give thee my love.