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| 1[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 1Where did your beloved go, most beautiful of women? Where did your beloved turn, so we may look for 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 his flock in the gardens and gather lilies. |
| 3[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 3I belong to my beloved, and my beloved belongs to me. He is the one who grazes his flock among the lilies. |
| 4[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 4You are beautiful, my darling, like Tirzah, lovely like Jerusalem, as awesome as an army with banners. |
| 5[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 5Turn your eyes from me, for they excite me. Your hair is like a flock of goats coming down from Mt. Gilead. |
| 6[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 6Your teeth are like a flock of ewes coming up from being washed. All of them are twins, not one has lost her young. |
| 7[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 7Your temple behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate. |
| 8[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 8There are sixty queens and eighty mistresses, and too many young women to count, |
| 9[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 9but my dove, my perfect one, is unique. She's unique to her mother, she's pure to the one who gave birth to her. Young women see her and call her blessed, queens and mistresses praise her. |
| 10[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 10Who is this who appears 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 walnut orchard, to look at the green sprouts in the valley, to see whether the vine had budded, whether the pomegranates had blossomed. |
| 12[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 12Before I knew it, I imagined myself among the chariots of my noble people. |
| 13[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 13 Return, return, Shulammite, return, return, so we may look at you! Why should you look at the Shulammite, like you watch the dance of the two camps? |
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