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13 My lover is like a ·bag [sachet] of myrrh
    that ·lies all night [lodges] between my breasts [C intimately].
14 My lover is like a ·bunch [cluster] of ·flowers [L henna blossoms; C pleasant smelling and used to dye hair red]
    from the vineyards at En Gedi [C a romantic location with a waterfall near the Dead Sea].

The Man Speaks

15 My darling, you are beautiful!
    Oh, you are beautiful,
and your eyes are like doves [C perhaps fluttering or a reference to softness and beauty].

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13 My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh(A)
    resting between my breasts.
14 My beloved(B) is to me a cluster of henna(C) blossoms
    from the vineyards of En Gedi.(D)

He

15 How beautiful(E) you are, my darling!
    Oh, how beautiful!
    Your eyes are doves.(F)

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