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Thy head is like Carmel: and the hairs of thy head as the purple of the king bound in the channels.

How beautiful art thou, and how comely, my dearest, in delights!

Thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.

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Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel.(A)
    Your hair is like royal tapestry;
    the king is held captive by its tresses.
How beautiful(B) you are and how pleasing,
    my love, with your delights!(C)
Your stature is like that of the palm,
    and your breasts(D) like clusters of fruit.

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Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.

How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!

This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.

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