1
Thy steps are beautiful in shoes, O daughter of the prince: the joints of thighs are like chains, the work of the craftsman.
2
Thy navel is a turned bowl, not wanting liquor; thy belly is a heap of wheat set about with lilies.
3
Thy two breasts are as two twin fawns.
4
Thy neck is as an ivory tower; thine eyes are as pools in Esebon, by the gates of the daughter of many: thy nose is as the tower of Libanus, looking toward Damascus.
5
Thy head upon thee is as Carmel, and the curls of thy hair like scarlet; the king is bound in the galleries.