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How fair is thy love, my sister, my bride! How much better is thy love than wine! And the fragrance of thine oils than all manner of spices!

I have put off my garment; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?

How beautiful are thy feet in sandals, O prince's daughter! Thy rounded thighs are like jewels, The work of the hands of a skilful workman.

How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!