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- The song of songs, which is Solomons.
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- Let him kisse mee with the kisses of his mouth: for thy Loue is better then wine.
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- Because of the sauour of thy good ointments, thy name is as ointment powred forth, therefore doe the virgins loue thee.
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- Draw me, we will runne after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and reioyce in thee, we wil remember thy loue more then wine: the vpright loue thee.
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- I am blacke, but comely, (O ye daughters of Ierusalem) as the tents of Kedar, as the curtaines of Solomon.
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- Looke not vpon me because I am blacke, because the Sunne hath looked vpon me: my mothers children were angry with me, they made me the keeper of the vineyards, but mine owne vineyard haue I not kept.
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- Tell me, (O thou whom my soule loueth) where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flocke to rest at noone: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flockes of thy companions?
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- If thou know not (O thou fairest among women) goe thy way forth by the footsteps of the flocke, and feede thy kiddes beside the shepheards tents.
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- I haue compared thee, O my loue, to a company of horses in Pharaohs chariots.
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- Thy cheekes are comely with rowes of iewels, thy necke with chaines of golde.
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- Wee will make thee borders of golde, with studdes of siluer.
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- While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth foorth the smell thereof.
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- A bundle of myrrhe is my welbeloued vnto me;
he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
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- My beloued is vnto me, as a cluster of Camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.
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- Behold, thou art faire, my loue: behold, thou art faire, thou hast doues eyes.
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- Behold, thou art faire, my beloued;
yea pleasant: also our bedde is greene.
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- The beames of our house are Cedar, and our rafters of firre.
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