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"I say I will climb the palm tree and lay hold of its fruit. Oh may your breasts be like clusters of the vine, and the scent of your breath like apples,"

Hl 1,14 My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms in the vineyards of Engedi.

Mi 7,1 Woe is me! For I have become as when the summer fruit has been gathered, as when the grapes have been gleaned: there is no cluster to eat, no first-ripe fig that my soul desires.