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You are all beautiful, my love.
    There is no spot in you.
Come with me from Lebanon, my bride,
    with me from Lebanon.
    Look from the top of Amana,
    from the top of Senir and Hermon,
    from the lions’ dens,
    from the mountains of the leopards.

You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride.
    You have ravished my heart with one of your eyes,
    with one chain of your neck.

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