Song.4.4

Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.

Song.4.4

The smooth, lithe lines of your neck command notice--all heads turn in awe and admiration!

Song.4.4

Your neck is like the tower of David, Built for an armory, On which hang a thousand bucklers, All shields of mighty men.

Song.4.4

Your neck is as stately as the tower of David, jeweled with the shields of a thousand heroes.