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11 Sweetness drops from your lips, my bride;
        honey and milk are under your tongue,
and the fragrance of your garments
        is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
12 An enclosed garden is my sister, my bride;
        an enclosed pool, a sealed spring.
13 Your limbs are an orchard of pomegranates
        with all kinds of luscious fruit,
            henna, and spices:

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