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Thy navel is like a round goblet, which
wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an
heap of wheat set about with lilies.
Thy two breasts are like two young
roes that are twins.
Thy neck is like a tower of ivory;
thine eyes like the fishpools in
Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim:
thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon
which looketh toward Damascus.
Thine head upon thee is like Carmel,
and the hair of thine head like purple;
the king is held in the galleries.
How fair and how pleasant art thou,
O love, for delights!
~ Song of Solomon 7:2-6
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