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8 There are threescore queens, And fourscore concubines, And maidens without number. 9 My dove, my undefiled, is but one; She is the only one of her mother; She is the choice one of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and called her happy; Yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her. 10 Who is she that looketh forth as the dawn, Fair as the moon, Clear as the sun, Terrible as an army with banners? 11 I went down into the garden of nuts, To look at the green plants of the valley, To see whether the vine budded, And the pomegranates were in flower. 12 Before I was aware, my soul set me Upon the chariots of my princely people. 13 Return, return, O Shulammite; Return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulammite? As it were a dance of two companies. Song of Solomon 6:8-13, JPS Tanakh 1917. Public domain.
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