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You have stirred my heart, my sister, my bride.
You have stirred my heart
    with one, just one of your eyes,
    with one jewel of your necklace.

10 How delightful it is to experience your love,
    my sister, my bride!
How much better is your love than wine,
and the fragrance of your perfume than any spice!
11 Your lips drip like a honeycomb, my bride.
Honey and milk are under your tongue.
The fragrance of your garments
    is like the fragrance of Lebanon.

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