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.