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I would lead you.
I would bring you to my mother’s house
    where she used to teach me.
I would give you spiced wine to drink,
the juice of my pomegranates.

His left arm is under my head,
and his right arm embraces me.

Daughters of Jerusalem, you must swear
that you will not arouse or awaken love
    until it so desires.

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