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Your neck is like an ivory tower.
Your eyes are pools in Heshbon
    near the gate of Bath-rabbim.
Your nose is like a tower of Lebanon
    overlooking Damascus.
Your head crowns you like Carmel,
    and the hair of your head like purple.
The king is captivated in its tresses!
How beautiful and how pleasing you are,
O Love, with your delights!

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