4(7:5) Thy neck is like a tower of ivory; thy eyes are like the pools in Cheshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim; thy nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
5(7:6) Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thy head like purple: a king is held bound in the tresses.
6(7:7) How beautiful and how pleasant art thou, O love, in thy attractions!
7(7:8) This thy stature is like a palm-tree, and thy breasts are like clusters of grapes.
8(7:9) I thought, I wish to climb up the palm-tree, I wish to take hold of its boughs; and, oh, that thy breasts might be like clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;
9(7:10) And thy palate like the best wine, that glideth down for my friend gently, exciting the lips of those that are asleep.—
10(7:11) I am my friend's, and toward me is his desire.
Song of Solomon 7
Song of Solomon 7:4-10