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Put your left hand under my head
and embrace me
    with your right arm.

Young women of Jerusalem,
promise me never to awaken love
    before it is ready.

Their Friends Speak:

Who is this young woman
    coming in from the desert
and leaning on the shoulder
    of the one she loves?

She Speaks:

I stirred up your passions
under the apple tree
    where you were born.

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