Song of Solomon 7:6-9

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.—