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O that you were like a brother to me,
    who nursed at my mother’s breast!
If I met you outside, I would kiss you,
    and no one would despise me.
I would lead you and bring you
    into my mother’s house
    and into the chamber of the one who bore me.[a]
I would give you spiced wine to drink,
    from the juice of my pomegranates.(A)

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  1. 8.2 Gk Syr: Heb my mother; she (or you) will teach me