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This, your stature, is like a palm tree,
    your breasts like its fruit.
I said, “I will climb up into the palm tree.
    I will take hold of its fruit.”
Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine,
    the smell of your breath like apples.
Your mouth is like the best wine,
    that goes down smoothly for my beloved,
    gliding through the lips of those who are asleep.

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You are stately[a] as a palm tree,
    and your breasts are like its clusters.
I said, “I will climb the palm tree
    and lay hold of its branches.”
O may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,
    and the scent of your breath like apples,(A)
and your kisses[b] like the best wine
    that goes down[c] smoothly,
    gliding over lips and teeth.[d]

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Footnotes

  1. 7.7 Heb This your stature is
  2. 7.9 Heb palate
  3. 7.9 Heb to my lover
  4. 7.9 Gk Syr Vg: Heb lips of sleepers