[a]How beautiful your sandaled feet,
    O prince’s(A) daughter!
Your graceful legs are like jewels,
    the work of an artist’s hands.
Your navel is a rounded goblet
    that never lacks blended wine.
Your waist is a mound of wheat
    encircled by lilies.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Songs 7:1 In Hebrew texts 7:1-13 is numbered 7:2-14.

[Sponsa.] Quid videbis in Sulamite, nisi choros castrorum? [Chorus.] Quam pulchri sunt gressus tui in calceamentis, filia principis! Juncturae femorum tuorum sicut monilia quae fabricata sunt manu artificis.

Umbilicus tuus crater tornatilis, numquam indigens poculis. Venter tuus sicut acervus tritici vallatus liliis.

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