Your head crowns you[a] like Mount Carmel,
the hair of your head like purple cloth—
a king could be held captive(A) in your tresses.
How beautiful you are and how pleasant,(B)
my love, with such delights!
Your stature is like a palm tree;
your breasts are clusters of fruit.

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  1. 7:5 Lit head upon you is

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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