Your two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a gazelle.
Naphtali is a hind let loose: he gives beautiful words.
Let her be as the loving deer and graceful doe; let her breasts satisfy you at all times; and be ravished always with her love.
Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, which feed among the lilies.
Your teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, every one bears twins, and there is not one barren among them.
Your navel is like a round goblet, which lacks not blended drink: your belly is like a heap of wheat set about with lilies.