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Young Woman

12 The king is lying on his couch,
    enchanted by the fragrance of my perfume.
13 My lover is like a sachet of myrrh
    lying between my breasts.
14 He is like a bouquet of sweet henna blossoms
    from the vineyards of En-gedi.

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She

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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