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The Woman Speaks

12 The smell of my perfume spreads out
    to the king on his couch.
13 My lover is like a bag of myrrh
    that lies all night between my breasts.
14 My lover is like a bunch of flowers
    from the vineyards at En Gedi.

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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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