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You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride;
    you have ravished my heart
with one glance of your eyes,
    with one jewel of your necklace.
10 How fair is your love, my sister, my bride!
    How much better than wine is your love,
    and the fragrance of your oils than any spice!
11 Your lips drip honey, my bride;
    honey and milk are under your tongue;
    and the fragrance of your garments is like the scent of Lebanon.

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