“Why should you gaze at the Shulammite,
As at the dance of the two armies?

7 “How beautiful are your feet in sandals,
O prince’s daughter!
The curves of your hips are like jewels,
The work of the hands of an artist.
² 
“Your navel is a round goblet
Which never lacks mixed wine.
Your belly is like a heap of wheat
Surrounded with lilies.
³ 
“Your two breasts are like two fawns,
The twins of a gazelle.