strkjv@Songs:1:12 @ While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.

strkjv@Songs:1:13 @ A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.

strkjv@Songs:1:14 @ My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi Eyn.

strkjv@Songs:1:15 @ Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves eyes.

strkjv@Songs:1:16 @ Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.

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