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11 Your lips drip honey, my bride;
    honey and milk are under your tongue;
    and the fragrance of your garments is like the scent of Lebanon.
12 A garden locked is my sister, my bride,
    a fountain sealed.
13 Your plants are an orchard of pomegranates
    with all choicest fruits,
    henna with nard,

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11 Your lips drop sweetness as the honeycomb, my bride;
    milk and honey are under your tongue.(A)
The fragrance of your garments
    is like the fragrance of Lebanon.(B)
12 You are a garden(C) locked up, my sister, my bride;(D)
    you are a spring enclosed, a sealed fountain.(E)
13 Your plants are an orchard of pomegranates(F)
    with choice fruits,
    with henna(G) and nard,

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