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| 1[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 1I came to my garden, my sister, my bride, I gathered my myrrh with my spice, I ate my honeycomb with my honey, I drank my wine with my milk. Eat, friends, drink, and be drunk with love! |
| 2[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 2I slept, but my heart was awake. A sound! My beloved is knocking. “Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my perfect one, for my head is wet with dew, my locks with the drops of the night.” |
| 3[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 3I had put off my garment; how could I put it on? I had bathed my feet; how could I soil them? |
| 4[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 4My beloved put his hand to the latch, and my heart was thrilled within me. |
| 5[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 5I arose to open to my beloved, and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the handles of the bolt. |
| 6[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 6I opened to my beloved, but my beloved had turned and gone. My soul failed me when he spoke. I sought him, but found him not; I called him, but he gave no answer. |
| 7[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 7The watchmen found me as they went about in the city; they beat me, they bruised me, they took away my veil, those watchmen of the walls. |
| 8[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 8I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him I am sick with love. |
| 9[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 9What is your beloved more than another beloved, O most beautiful among women? What is your beloved more than another beloved, that you thus adjure us? |
| 10[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 10My beloved is radiant and ruddy, distinguished among ten thousand. |
| 11[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 11His head is the finest gold; his locks are wavy, black as a raven. |
| 12[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 12His eyes are like doves beside streams of water, bathed in milk, sitting beside a full pool. |
| 13[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 13His cheeks are like beds of spices, mounds of sweet-smelling herbs. His lips are lilies, dripping liquid myrrh. |
| 14[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 14His arms are rods of gold, set with jewels. His body is polished ivory, bedecked with sapphires. |
| 15[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 15His legs are alabaster columns, set on bases of gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, choice as the cedars. |
| 16[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 16His mouth is most sweet, and he is altogether desirable. This is my beloved and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem. |
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