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drb@Songs:1:1 @Let him kiss me with the kiss of his mouth: for thy breasts are better than wine,

drb@Songs:1:2 @Smelling sweet of the best ointments. Thy name is as oil poured out: therefore young maidens have loved thee.

drb@Songs:1:3 @Draw me: we will run after thee to the odour of thy ointments. The king hath brought me into his storerooms: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, remembering thy breasts more than wine: the righteous love thee.

drb@Songs:1:4 @I am black but beautiful, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Cedar, as the curtains of Solomon.

drb@Songs:1:5 @Do not consider me that I am brown, because the sun hath altered my colour: the sons of my mother have fought against me, they have made me the keeper in the vineyards: my vineyard I have not kept.

drb@Songs:1:6 @Shew me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou liest in the midday, lest I begin to wander after the flocks of thy companions.

drb@Songs:1:7 @If thou know not thyself, O fairest among women, go forth, and follow after the steps of the flocks, and feed thy kids beside the tents of the shepherds.

drb@Songs:1:8 @To my company of horsemen, in Pharao's chariots, have I likened thee, O my love.

drb@Songs:1:9 @Thy cheeks are beautiful as the turtledove's, thy neck as jewels.

drb@Songs:1:10 @We will make thee chains of gold, inlaid with silver.

drb@Songs:1:11 @While the king was at his repose, my spikenard sent forth the odour thereof.

drb@Songs:1:12 @A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me, he shall abide between my breasts.

drb@Songs:1:13 @A cluster of cypress my love is to me, in the vineyards of Engaddi.

drb@Songs:1:14 @Behold thou art fair, O my love, behold thou art fair, thy eyes are as those of doves.

drb@Songs:1:15 @Behold thou art fair, my beloved, and comely. Our bed is flourishing.

drb@Songs:1:16 @The beams of our houses are of cedar, our rafters of cypress trees.

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