"Oh, that he would kiss me...Let my love come to his garden and eat its choicest fruit...
I opened to my love, but my love had turned and gone away."
Unrequited longings provoke perditious passions.
"Tell Me about it."
"I sought the one I love; I sought him, but did not find him."
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