Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.

10 How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!

11 Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.

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You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride;(A)
    you have stolen my heart
with one glance of your eyes,
    with one jewel of your necklace.(B)
10 How delightful(C) is your love(D), my sister, my bride!
    How much more pleasing is your love than wine,(E)
and the fragrance of your perfume(F)
    more than any spice!
11 Your lips drop sweetness as the honeycomb, my bride;
    milk and honey are under your tongue.(G)
The fragrance of your garments
    is like the fragrance of Lebanon.(H)

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