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Bridegroom:

Why are you looking at the Shulammite
    as at a dance of Mahanaim?

Companions:

How beautiful are your feet in sandals,
    O prince’s daughter.
Your rounded thighs are like jewels,
    the handiwork of a master hand.
Your navel is a well-rounded bowl
    that never lacks mixed wine.
Your belly is a mound of wheat[a]
    surrounded by lilies.
Your two breasts are like two fawns,
    twins of a gazelle.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Songs 7:3 Wine . . . wheat: symbols of fertility.

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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