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8 They are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and maidens no number. 9 She is one, my dove, my perfect one; she is one to her mother, she is the chosen to her bearing her. The daughters saw her and pronounced her happy; the queens and the concubines, and they will praise her. 10 Who this looking forth as the morning, beautiful as the moon, clear as the sun, a terror as those being furnished with banners? 11 I went down into the garden of nuts to look upon the greens of the valley, to see whether the vine was fruitful, whether the pomegranates blossomed. 12 I knew not my soul set me the chariots of my willing people. 13 Turn back, turn back, thou Shulamite; turn back, turn back, and we will look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As the stringed instrument of the camps. Song of Solomon 6:8-13, Smith's Literal Translation. Public domain.
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