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| 1[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 1How beautiful are your sandaled feet, O daughter of the prince! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the handiwork of a master. |
| 2[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 2Your navel is a rounded goblet; it never lacks blended wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat encircled by the lilies. |
| 3[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 3Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle. |
| 4[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 4Your neck is like a tower made of ivory; your eyes are like the pools of Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim; your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, facing toward Damascus. |
| 5[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 5Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel, the hair of your head like purple threads; the king is captured in your tresses. |
| 6[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 6How fair and pleasant you are, O love, with your delights! |
| 7[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 7Your stature is like a palm tree; your breasts are clusters of fruit. |
| 8[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 8I said, “I will climb the palm tree; I will take hold of its fruit.” May your breasts be like clusters of the vine, the fragrance of your breath like apples, |
| 9[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 9and your mouth like the finest wine. May it flow smoothly to my beloved, gliding gently over lips and teeth. |
| 10[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 10I belong to my beloved, and his desire is for me. |
| 11[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 11Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside; let us spend the night among the wildflowers. |
| 12[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 12Let us go early to the vineyards to see if the vine has budded, if the blossom has opened, if the pomegranates are in bloom—there I will give you my love. |
| 13[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 13The mandrakes send forth a fragrance, and at our door is every delicacy, new as well as old, that I have treasured up for you, my beloved. |
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