Song of Solomon 7:8-9

8I say I will climb the palm tree
and lay hold of its fruit.
Oh may your breasts be like aclusters of the vine,
and the scent of your breath like apples,
9and your bmouth
Hebrew palate
like the best wine.

She

It goes down smoothly for my beloved,
gliding over lips and teeth.
Septuagint, Syriac, Vulgate; Hebrew causing the lips of sleepers to speak

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