Your neck is like the tower of David,
    built with courses of stone;[a]
on it hang a thousand shields,
    all of them shields of warriors.
Your breasts are like two fawns,
    like twin fawns of a gazelle
    that browse among the lilies.
Until the day breaks
    and the shadows flee,
I will go to the mountain of myrrh
    and to the hill of incense.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 4:4 The meaning of the Hebrew for this phrase is uncertain.