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- I am a rose of Sharon, A lily of the valleys.
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- As a lily among thorns, So is my love among the daughters.
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- As the apple-tree among the trees of the wood, So is my beloved among the sons.
I sat down under his shadow with great delight, And his fruit was sweet to my taste.
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- He brought me to the banqueting-house, And his banner over me was love.
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- Stay ye me with raisins, refresh me with apples;
For I am sick from love.
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- His left hand [is] under my head, And his right hand doth embrace me.
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- I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, Until he please.
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- The voice of my beloved!
behold, he cometh, Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills.
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- My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: Behold, he standeth behind our wall;
He looketh in at the windows;
He glanceth through the lattice.
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- My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
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- For, lo, the winter is past;
The rain is over and gone;
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- The flowers appear on the earth;
The time of the singing [of birds] is come, And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land;
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- The fig-tree ripeneth her green figs, And the vines are in blossom;
They give forth their fragrance.
Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
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- O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, In the covert of the steep place, Let me see thy countenance, Let me hear thy voice;
For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
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- Take us the foxes, the little foxes, That spoil the vineyards;
For our vineyards are in blossom.
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- My beloved is mine, and I am his: He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies.
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- Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away, Turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart Upon the mountains of Bether.
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