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¶ O that thou wert as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother! when I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; and I should not be despised.

I would lead thee and bring thee into my mother’s house, that thou would instruct me; I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate.

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I wish that you were my brother,
    that my mother had nursed you at her breast.
Then, if I met you in the street,
    I could kiss you and no one would mind.
I would take you to my mother's house,
    where you could teach me love.
I would give you spiced wine,
    my pomegranate wine to drink.

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If only you were to me like a brother,
    who was nursed at my mother’s breasts!
Then, if I found you outside,
    I would kiss you,
    and no one would despise me.
I would lead you
    and bring you to my mother’s house(A)
    she who has taught me.
I would give you spiced wine to drink,
    the nectar of my pomegranates.

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