Song of Solomon 7:6-8

Young's Literal Translation

⁶ How fair and how pleasant hast thou been, O love, in delights.

⁷ This thy stature hath been like to a palm, And thy breasts to clusters.

⁸ I said, `Let me go up on the palm, Let me lay hold on its boughs, Yea, let thy breasts be, I pray thee, as clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of thy face as citrons,