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| 1[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 1Behold, you are beautiful, my love, behold, you are beautiful! Your eyes are doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats leaping down the slopes of Gilead. |
| 2[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 2Your teeth are like a flock of shorn ewes that have come up from the washing, all of which bear twins, and not one among them has lost its young. |
| 3[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 3Your lips are like a scarlet thread, and your mouth is lovely. Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate behind your veil. |
| 4[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 4Your neck is like the tower of David, built in rows of stone; on it hang a thousand shields, all of them shields of warriors. |
| 5[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 5Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, that graze among the lilies. |
| 6[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 6Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, I will go away to the mountain of myrrh and the hill of frankincense. |
| 7[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 7You are altogether beautiful, my love; there is no flaw in you. |
| 8[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 8Come with me from Lebanon, my bride; come with me from Lebanon. Depart from the peak of Amana, from the peak of Senir and Hermon, from the dens of lions, from the mountains of leopards. |
| 9[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 9You have captivated my heart, my sister, my bride; you have captivated my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your necklace. |
| 10[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 10How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine, and the fragrance of your oils than any spice! |
| 11[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 11Your lips drip nectar, my bride; honey and milk are under your tongue; the fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon. |
| 12[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 12A garden locked is my sister, my bride, a spring locked, a fountain sealed. |
| 13[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 13Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates with all choicest fruits, henna with nard, |
| 14[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 14nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense, myrrh and aloes, with all choice spices— |
| 15[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 15a garden fountain, a well of living water, and flowing streams from Lebanon. |
| 16[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 16Awake, O north wind, and come, O south wind! Blow upon my garden, let its spices flow. Let my beloved come to his garden, and eat its choicest fruits. |
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