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Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in its galleries.
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How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
7
This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
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I said, `I will go up to the palm tree; I will take hold of the boughs thereof.' Now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples.
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And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak."
10
"I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.
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Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
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Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth; there will I give thee my loves.
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The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved."