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12 My sister, my bride, you are like a garden locked up,
    like a walled-in spring, a closed-up fountain.
13 Your limbs are like an orchard
    of pomegranates with all the best fruit,
filled with flowers and nard,
14 nard and saffron, calamus, and cinnamon,
    with trees of incense, myrrh, and aloes—
    all the best spices.

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12 You are a garden(A) locked up, my sister, my bride;(B)
    you are a spring enclosed, a sealed fountain.(C)
13 Your plants are an orchard of pomegranates(D)
    with choice fruits,
    with henna(E) and nard,
14     nard and saffron,
    calamus and cinnamon,(F)
    with every kind of incense tree,
    with myrrh(G) and aloes(H)
    and all the finest spices.(I)

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