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- ¶ WHERE has your beloved gone, O you most beautiful among women?
Where has your beloved turned aside, that we may seek him with you?
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- My beloved has gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens and to gather lilies.
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- I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine;
he feeds among the lilies.
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- ¶ You are beautiful and desirable, O my beloved, comely as Jerusalem, and esteemed as one chosen among beauties.
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- Turn away your eyes from me, for they have overcome me;
your hair is like a flock of goats which come up from the mount of Gilead.
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- Your teeth are like a flock of sheep which go up from washing;
every one of them bears twins, and none is bereft among them.
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- Your cheeks, behind your veil, are like two pieces of pomegranate.
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- There are sixty queens and eighty concubines and virgins without number.
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- My perfect dove is but one;
she is the only one of her mother; she is the choice one of her that bore her. The daughters saw her and praised her; yea, the queens and the concubines also praised her.
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- Who is she that looks forth like the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and revered as a princess?
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- ¶ I went down into the garden of walnut trees to see the fruit of the valley and to see whether the vine had blossomed and whether the pomegranates had budded.
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- And being unfamiliar with the place, I sat in the public chariot which was ready.
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- Return, return, O Shulamite;
return, return, that we may look upon you. What will you see in the Shulamite, who comes down joyfully, like the rejoicing of a host?
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