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1[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 1Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Where has your beloved turned, that we may seek him with you? |
2[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 2My beloved has gone down to his garden to the beds of spices, to graze in the gardens and to gather lilies. |
3[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 3I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine; he grazes among the lilies. |
4[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 4You are beautiful as Tirzah, my love, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners. |
5[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 5Turn away your eyes from me, for they overwhelm me— Your hair is like a flock of goats leaping down the slopes of Gilead. |
6[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 6Your teeth are like a flock of ewes that have come up from the washing; all of them bear twins; not one among them has lost its young. |
7[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 7Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate behind your veil. |
8[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 8There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and virgins without number. |
9[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 9My dove, my perfect one, is the only one, the only one of her mother, pure to her who bore her. The young women saw her and called her blessed; the queens and concubines also, and they praised her. |
10[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 10“Who is this who looks down like the dawn, beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, awesome as an army with banners?” |
11[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 11I went down to the nut orchard to look at the blossoms of the valley, to see whether the vines had budded, whether the pomegranates were in bloom. |
12[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 12Before I was aware, my desire set me among the chariots of my kinsman, a prince. |
13[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 13Return, return, O Shulammite, return, return, that we may look upon you. He Why should you look upon the Shulammite, as upon a dance before two armies? |
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