8 I wish you were like my brother
    who ·fed [^Lsucked] at my mother’s breasts [^Cso she could be affectionate toward him in public].
If I found you outside,
    I would kiss you,
    and no one would ·look down on [shame] me.
² I would lead you and bring you
    to my mother’s house;
    she is the one who taught me.
I would give you a drink of spiced wine
    from my pomegranates.