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His left hand would be under my head, And his right hand embrace me.

I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, … Why should ye stir up, why awake [my] love, till he please?

Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, Leaning upon her beloved? I awoke thee under the apple-tree: There thy mother brought thee forth; There she brought thee forth [that] bore thee.

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