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