11 Your lips drop sweetness as the honeycomb, my bride;
    milk and honey are under your tongue.(A)
The fragrance of your garments
    is like the fragrance of Lebanon.(B)
12 You are a garden(C) locked up, my sister, my bride;(D)
    you are a spring enclosed, a sealed fountain.(E)
13 Your plants are an orchard of pomegranates(F)
    with choice fruits,
    with henna(G) and nard,
14     nard and saffron,
    calamus and cinnamon,(H)
    with every kind of incense tree,
    with myrrh(I) and aloes(J)
    and all the finest spices.(K)

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