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Thy head upon thee [is] like Carmel, and the hair of thy head like purple; the king [is] held in the 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].
8
I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of its boughs: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;
9
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] towards me.
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Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
12
Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourisheth, [whether] the tender grape appeareth, [and] the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.
13
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.