2. Thy navel is a round goblet, which wanteth not mixed wine; Thy belly a heap of wheat, set about with lilies;
3. Thy two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle;
4. Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; Thine eyes, like the pools in Heshbon, By the gate of Bath-rabbim; Thy nose like the tower of Lebanon, Which looketh toward Damascus;
5. Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the locks of thy head like purple; The king is fettered by thy ringlets!
6. How fair and how pleasant art thou, my love, in delights!
7. This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, And thy breasts to grape clusters.