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12 ¶ While the king was on his couch, my spikenard gave forth its fragrance.

13 A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me that rests between my breasts.

14 My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire {Heb. ransom} in the vineyards of Engedi.

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12 While the king was at his table,
    my perfume spread its fragrance.(A)
13 My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh(B)
    resting between my breasts.
14 My beloved(C) is to me a cluster of henna(D) blossoms
    from the vineyards of En Gedi.(E)

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