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He brought me to the banqueting house,
and his banner over me was love.
Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples:
for I am sick of love.
His left hand is under my head,
and his right hand doth embrace me.

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Let him lead me to the banquet hall,(A)
    and let his banner(B) over me be love.
Strengthen me with raisins,
    refresh me with apples,(C)
    for I am faint with love.(D)
His left arm is under my head,
    and his right arm embraces me.(E)

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