by the God of your father who will help you, by the Almighty who will bless you with blessings of heaven above, blessings of the deep that crouches beneath, blessings of the breasts and of the womb.

they put the fat pieces on the breasts, and he burned the fat pieces on the altar,

but the breasts and the right thigh Aaron waved for a wave offering before the Lord, as Moses commanded.

Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breasts, that I should nurse?

Yet you are he who took me from the womb; you made me trust you at my mother's breasts.

a lovely deer, a graceful doe. Let her breasts fill you at all times with delight; be intoxicated always in her love.

My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh that lies between my breasts.

Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, that graze among the lilies.

Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle.

Your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts are like its clusters.

I say I will climb the palm tree and lay hold of its fruit. Oh may your breasts be like clusters of the vine, and the scent of your breath like apples,

Longing for Her Beloved

Oh that you were like a brother to me who nursed at my mother's breasts! If I found you outside, I would kiss you, and none would despise me.

Final Advice

Others

We have a little sister, and she has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister on the day when she is spoken for?

She

I was a wall, and my breasts were like towers; then I was in his eyes as one who finds peace.

Beat your breasts for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine,

I made you flourish like a plant of the field. And you grew up and became tall and arrived at full adornment. Your breasts were formed, and your hair had grown; yet you were naked and bare.

They played the whore in Egypt; they played the whore in their youth; there their breasts were pressed and their virgin bosoms handled.

Thus you longed for the lewdness of your youth, when the Egyptians handled your bosom and pressed your young breasts.”

you shall drink it and drain it out, and gnaw its shards, and tear your breasts; for I have spoken, declares the Lord God.

“Plead with your mother, plead— for she is not my wife, and I am not her husband— that she put away her whoring from her face, and her adultery from between her breasts;

Give them, O Lord— what will you give? Give them a miscarrying womb and dry breasts.

its mistress is stripped; she is carried off, her slave girls lamenting, moaning like doves and beating their breasts.

True Blessedness

As he said these things, a woman in the crowd raised her voice and said to him, “Blessed is the womb that bore you, and the breasts at which you nursed!”

For behold, the days are coming when they will say, ‘Blessed are the barren and the wombs that never bore and the breasts that never nursed!’

And all the crowds that had assembled for this spectacle, when they saw what had taken place, returned home beating their breasts.