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7 »Your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts like clusters of dates.
8 »I said, ‘I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs. Also your breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of your nose like apples.’
9 »The roof of your mouth is like the best wine for my beloved.’« (The Shulamite) »The wine goes down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.