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You are all fair, my love; there is no flaw in you. (Song of Solomon 4, 7)
How sweet is your love, my sister, my bride! how much better is your love than wine, and the fragrance of your oils than any spice! (Song of Solomon 4, 10)
A garden locked is my sister, my bride, a garden locked, a fountain sealed. (Song of Solomon 4, 12)
nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense, myrrh and aloes, with all chief spices -- (Song of Solomon 4, 14)
a garden fountain, a well of living water, and flowing streams from Lebanon. (Song of Solomon 4, 15)
Awake, O north wind, and come, O south wind! Blow upon my garden, let its fragrance be wafted abroad. Let my beloved come to his garden, and eat its choicest fruits. (Song of Solomon 4, 16)
I come to my garden, my sister, my bride, I gather my myrrh with my spice, I eat my honeycomb with my honey, I drink my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, and drink: drink deeply, O lovers! (Song of Solomon 5, 1)
I slept, but my heart was awake. Hark! my beloved is knocking. "Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my perfect one; for my head is wet with dew, my locks with the drops of the night." (Song of Solomon 5, 2)
My beloved put his hand to the latch, and my heart was thrilled within me. (Song of Solomon 5, 4)
I arose to open to my beloved, and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, upon the handles of the bolt. (Song of Solomon 5, 5)
I opened to my beloved, but my beloved had turned and gone. My soul failed me when he spoke. I sought him, but found him not; I called him, but he gave no answer. (Song of Solomon 5, 6)
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him I am sick with love. (Song of Solomon 5, 8)