I said, “I will climb the palm tree;
    I will take hold of its fruit.”
May your breasts be like clusters of grapes on the vine,
    the fragrance of your breath like apples,(A)

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I said, ‘I will climb the palm tree,
I will grasp its fruit stalks.’
Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,
And the fragrance of your [a]breath like (A)apples,

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 7:8 Lit nose

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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I say I will climb the palm tree
    and lay hold of its fruit.
Oh may your breasts be like (A)clusters of the vine,
    and the scent of your breath like apples,

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