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7 This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, And thy breasts to clusters of grapes. 8 I said: 'I will climb up into the palm-tree, I will take hold of the branches thereof; And let thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, And the smell of thy countenance like apples; 9 And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine, That glideth down smoothly for my beloved, Moving gently the lips of those that are asleep.' Song of Solomon 7:7-9, JPS Tanakh 1917. Public domain.
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