How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of thy thighs {are} like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.

Thy navel {is like} a round goblet, {which} wanteth not liquor: thy belly {is like} an heap of wheat set about with lilies. {liquor: Heb. mixture}

Thy neck {is} as a tower of ivory; thine eyes {like} the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: 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. {Carmel: or, crimson} {held: Heb. bound}