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Young Woman

Oh, I wish you were my brother,
    who nursed at my mother’s breasts.
Then I could kiss you no matter who was watching,
    and no one would criticize me.
I would bring you to my childhood home,
    and there you would teach me.[a]
I would give you spiced wine to drink,
    my sweet pomegranate wine.

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  1. 8:2 Or there she will teach me.

If only you were like a brother to me,
like[a] one who nursed at my mother’s breasts.
If I found you outside I would kiss you,
and no one would view me with contempt.[b]
I would lead you,
    I would bring you
to the house of my mother
    who used to teach me.
I would give you some spiced wine to drink,
    from the juice of my pomegranates.[c]

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 8:1 The Heb. lacks like
  2. Song of Solomon 8:1 I.e. think badly of me
  3. Song of Solomon 8:2 Or some of my sweet pomegranate wine