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| (1.0005414634146) | Sos 4:13 |
| Your shoots are a royal garden 1 full of pomegranates with choice fruits: henna with nard, |
| (0.95528962059621) | Sos 4:16 |
| The Beloved to Her Lover: Awake, O north wind; come, O south wind! Blow on my garden so that its fragrant spices may send out their sweet smell. 1 May my beloved come into his garden and eat its delightful fruit! |
| (0.95528962059621) | Sos 7:13 |
| The mandrakes 1 send out their fragrance; over our door is every delicacy, 2 both new and old, which I have stored up for you, my lover. |


