I am my beloved's, my beloved is mine, who feedeth among the lillies.
ג אֲנִי לְדוֹדִי וְדוֹדִי לִי, הָרֹעֶה בַּשּׁוֹשַׁנִּים
Make me strong with wine-cakes, let me be comforted with apples; I am overcome with love.
His left hand was under my head, and his right hand would embrace me.
-Song of Songs
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