7 This thy height was like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters.

8 I said, I will go up upon the palm tree, I will hold fast upon its branches: and now thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the odor of thy nose as apples.

Song of Solomon 7:7-8, Smith's Literal Translation. Public domain.
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