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Thy navel is like a round bowl never wanting cups. Thy belly is like a heap of wheat, set about with lilies.

Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.

Thy neck as a tower of ivory. Thy eyes like the fishpools in Hesebon, which are in the gate of the daughter of the multitude. Thy nose is as the tower of Libanus, that looketh toward Damascus.

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Your navel is a rounded goblet
    that never lacks blended wine.
Your waist is a mound of wheat
    encircled by lilies.
Your breasts(A) are like two fawns,
    like twin fawns of a gazelle.
Your neck is like an ivory tower.(B)
Your eyes are the pools of Heshbon(C)
    by the gate of Bath Rabbim.
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon(D)
    looking toward Damascus.

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