6:12 Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib.

 6:13 Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.

 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.

 7:2 Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.

 7:3 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.

 7:4 Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.

 7:5 Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.

 7:6 How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!

 7:7 This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.

 7:8 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;

 7:9 And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.