CAB(i)
7 This is your greatness in your delights: you were made like a palm tree, and your breasts to cluster.
8 I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of its high boughs: and now shall your breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of your nose as apples;
9 and your throat as good wine, going well with my kinsman, suiting my lips and teeth.