Thy two breasts are like two fawns That are twins of a roe.
Thy two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a roe, Which feed among the lilies.
Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes, Which are come up from the washing; Whereof every one hath twins, And none is bereaved among them.
Naphtali is a hind let loose: He giveth goodly words.
As a loving hind and a pleasant doe, Let her breasts satisfy thee at all times; And be thou ravished always with her love.
Thy navel is like a round goblet, Wherein no mingled wine is wanting: Thy belly is like an heap of wheat Set about with lilies.
