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Oh that you were like my brother,

    who nursed from the breasts of my mother!
If I found you outside, I would kiss you;
    yes, and no one would despise me.
I would lead you, bringing you into the house of my mother,
    who would instruct me.
I would have you drink spiced wine,
    of the juice of my pomegranate.

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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