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11 “Your lips, my spouse, drop as honeycombs. Honey and milk are under your tongue. And the savor of your garment is as the savor of Lebanon.

12 “My sister, my spouse, is as an enclosed garden, as a spring shut up, and a fountain sealed up.

13 “Your plants are as an orchard of pomegranates with sweet fruits: henna, spikenard,

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