7 ^[a]How beautiful your sandaled feet,
    O prince’s^(A) daughter!
Your graceful legs are like jewels,
    the work of an artist’s hands.
² Your navel is a rounded goblet
    that never lacks blended wine.
Your waist is a mound of wheat
    encircled by lilies.
³ Your breasts^(B) are like two fawns,
    like twin fawns of a gazelle.
⁴ Your neck is like an ivory tower.^(C)
Your eyes are the pools of Heshbon^(D)
    by the gate of Bath Rabbim.
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon^(E)
    looking toward Damascus.
⁵ Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel.^(F)
    Your hair is like royal tapestry;
    the king is held captive by its tresses.