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12     You are a locked garden, my sister, my bride, open only to me;
        a spring closed up tight, a sealed fountain.
13     Your sprouts are an orchard of pomegranates and exotic fruits—
        with henna and nard,
14     With nard and saffron,
        calamus and cinnamon—
    With rows of frankincense trees
        and myrrh and aloes and all the finest 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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