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I wish you were like my brother
    who ·fed [L sucked] at my mother’s breasts [C so she could be affectionate toward him in public].
If I found you outside,
    I would kiss you,
    and no one would ·look down on [shame] me.
I would lead you and bring you
    to my mother’s house;
    she is the one who taught me.
I would give you a drink of spiced wine
    from my pomegranates.

The Woman Speaks to the Friends

My lover’s left hand is under my head,
    and his right arm ·holds me tight [embraces me; 2:6].

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