Songs:4
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How beautiful art thou ,
my love ,
how beautiful art thou !
thy eyes are doves '
eyes ,
besides what is hid within .
Thy hair is as flocks of goats ,
which Come up from mount Galaad .
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Thy teeth as flocks of sheep ,
that are shorn which come up from the washing ,
all with twins ,
and there is none barren among them .
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Thy lips are as a scarlet lace :
and thy speech sweet .
Thy cheeks are as a piece of a pomegranate ,
besides that which lieth hid within .
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Thy neck ,
is as the tower of David ,
which is built with bulwarks :
a thousand bucklers hang upon it ,
all the armour of valiant men .
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Thy two breasts like two young roes that are twins ,
which feed among the lilies .
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Till the day break ,
and the shadows retire ,
I will go to the mountain of myrrh ,
and to the hill of frankincense .
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Thou art all fair ,
O my love ,
and there is not a spot in thee .
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Come from Libanus ,
my spouse ,
come from Libanus ,
come :
thou shalt be crowned from the top of Amana ,
from the top of Sanir and Hermon ,
from the dens of the lions ,
from the mountains of the leopards .
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Thou hast wounded my heart ,
my sister ,
my spouse ,
thou hast wounded my heart with one of thy eyes ,
and with one hair of thy neck .
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How beautiful are thy breasts ,
my sister ,
my spouse !
thy breasts are more beautiful than wine ,
and the sweet smell of thy ointments above all aromatical spices
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Thy lips ,
my spouse ,
are as a dropping honeycomb ,
honey and milk are under thy tongue ;
and the smell of thy garments ,
as the smell of frankincense .
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My sister ,
my spouse ,
is a garden enclosed ,
a garden enclosed ,
a fountain sealed up .
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Thy plants are a paradise of pomegranates with the fruits of the orchard .
Cypress with spikenard .
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Spikenard and saffron ,
sweet cane and cinnamon ,
with all the trees of Libanus ,
myrrh and aloes with all the chief perfumes .
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The fountain of gardens :
the well of living waters ,
which run with a strong stream from Libanus .
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Arise ,
O north wind ,
and come ,
O south wind ,
blow through my garden ,
and let the aromatical spices thereof flow .