• |Cantique des Cantiques 7:1| How beautiful are your feet in their shoes, O king's daughter! The curves of your legs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a good workman:

  • |Cantique des Cantiques 7:2| Your stomach is a store of grain with lilies round it, and in the middle a round cup full of wine.

  • |Cantique des Cantiques 7:3| Your two breasts are like two young roes of the same birth.

  • |Cantique des Cantiques 7:4| Your neck is as a tower of ivory; your eyes like the waters in Heshbon, by the doorway of Bath-rabbim; your nose is as the tower on Lebanon looking over Damascus:

  • |Cantique des Cantiques 7:5| Your head is like Carmel, and the hair of your head is like purple, in whose net the king is prisoner.

  • |Cantique des Cantiques 7:6| How beautiful and how sweet you are, O love, for delight.

  • |Cantique des Cantiques 7:7| You are tall like a palm-tree, and your breasts are like the fruit of the vine.

  • |Cantique des Cantiques 7:8| I said, Let me go up the palm-tree, and let me take its branches in my hands: your breasts will be as the fruit of the vine, and the smell of your breath like apples;

  • |Cantique des Cantiques 7:9| And the roof of your mouth like good wine flowing down smoothly for my loved one, moving gently over my lips and my teeth.

  • |Cantique des Cantiques 7:10| I am for my loved one, and his desire is for me.


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