Song of Solomon 7:6-8

⁶How fair, how pleasant art thou, love, in delights!

⁷This thy stature is like the palm-tree, And thy breasts like clusters of dates.

⁸I will go up, say I to myself, upon the palm-tree; I will take hold of its boughs, And thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of thy nose like apples,