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Chapter 7  
     
1.
 How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.
  
2.
 Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.
  
3.
 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
  
4.
 Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; your eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
  
5.
 Thine head upon you is like Carmel, and the hair of your head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.
  
6.
 How beautiful and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
  
7.
 This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
  
8.
 I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;
  
9.
 And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goes down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
  
10.
 I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.
  
11.
 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
  
12.
 Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give you my loves.
  
13.
 The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.
  

 
 
 

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