Song of Solomon 7:6-9

⁶(7-7) How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!

⁷(7-8) This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.

⁸(7-9) I said: 'I will climb up into the palm-tree, I will take hold of the branches thereof; and let thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy countenance like apples;

⁹(7-10) And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine, that glideth down smoothly for my beloved, moving gently the lips of those that are asleep.'