I am a wall, and my breasts like towers,
then I was in his eyes like one who found peace.
I am a wall, and my breasts like towers,
then I was in his eyes like one who found peace.
Song of Solomon 8:7–13
Many waters can’t quench love,
neither can floods drown it.
If a man would give all the wealth of his house for love,
he would be utterly scorned.
We have a little sister.
She has no breasts.
What shall we do for our sister
in the day when she is to be spoken for?
If she is a wall,
we will build on her a turret of silver.
If she is a door,
we will enclose her with boards of cedar.
I am a wall, and my breasts like towers,
then I was in his eyes like one who found peace.
Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon.
He leased out the vineyard to keepers.
Each was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.
My own vineyard is before me.
The thousand are for you, Solomon,
two hundred for those who tend its fruit.
You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance,
let me hear your voice!
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