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Your neck is like an ivory tower.
    Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bathrabbim.
    Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.
Your head on you is like Carmel.
    The hair of your head like purple.
    The king is held captive in its tresses.
How beautiful and how pleasant you are,
    love, for delights!

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