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"I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride; I have gathered my myrrhalong with my balsam. I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey; I have drunk my wine and my milk. Eat, friends; Drink and imbibedeeply, O lovers."
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"I was asleep but my heart was awake. A voice! My beloved was knocking: 'Open to me, my sister, my darling, My dove, my perfectone! For my head is drenched with dew, My locks with the damp of the night.'
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"I opened to my beloved, But my beloved had turnedaway and had gone! My heartwent out to him as he spoke. I searched for him but I did not find him; I called him but he did not answer me.