Your two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a roe, which feed among the lilies.
A loving doe and a graceful deer-- let her breasts satisfy you at all times. Be captivated always with her love.
My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh, that lies between my breasts.
My beloved is mine, and I am his. He browses among the lilies.
My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine. He browses among the lilies,
Your two breasts are like two fawns, that are twins of a roe.
Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the pools in Cheshbon by the gate of Bathrabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Levanon which looks toward Damascus.
This, your stature, is like a palm tree, your breasts like its fruit.
Oh that you were like my brother, who sucked the breasts of my mother! If I found you outside, I would kiss you; yes, and no one would despise me.
I am a wall, and my breasts like towers, then I was in his eyes like one who found shalom.
as newborn babies, long for the pure milk of the Word, that you may grow thereby,