His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
4He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
5Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.
6His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
8The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
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