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* The song of songs , which is Solomon 's . * Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth : for thy love is better than wine . * Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth , therefore do the virgins love thee . * Draw me , we will run after thee : the king hath brought me into his chambers : we will be glad and rejoice in thee , we will remember thy love more than wine : the upright love thee . * I am black , but comely , O ye daughters of Jerusalem , as the tents of Kedar , as the curtains of Solomon . * Look not upon me , because I am black , because the sun hath looked upon me : my mother 's children were angry with me ; they made me the keeper of the vineyards ; but mine own vineyard have I not kept . * Tell me , O thou whom my soul loveth , where thou feedest , where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon : for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions ? * If thou know not , O thou fairest among women , go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock , and feed thy kids beside the shepherds ' tents . * I have compared thee , O my love , to a company of horses in Pharaoh 's chariots . * Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels , thy neck with chains of gold . * We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver . * While the king sitteth at his table , my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof . * A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me ; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts . * My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi . * Behold , thou art fair , my love ; behold , thou art fair ; thou hast doves ' eyes . * Behold , thou art fair , my beloved , yea , pleasant : also our bed is green . * The beams of our house are cedar , and our rafters of fir . * I am the rose of Sharon , and the lily of the valleys . * As the lily among thorns , so is my love among the daughters . * As the apple tree among the trees of the wood , so is my beloved among the sons . I sat down under his shadow with great delight , and his fruit was sweet to my taste . * He brought me to the banqueting house , and his banner over me was love . * Stay me with flagons , comfort me with apples : for I am sick of love . * His left hand is under my head , and his right hand doth embrace me . * I charge you , O ye daughters of Jerusalem , by the roes , and by the hinds of the field , that ye stir not up , nor awake my love , till he please . * The voice of my beloved ! behold , he cometh leaping upon the mountains , skipping upon the hills . * My beloved is like a roe or a young hart : behold , he standeth behind our wall , he looketh forth at the windows , shewing himself through the lattice . * My beloved spake , and said unto me , Rise up , my love , my fair one , and come away . * For , lo , the winter is past , the rain is over and gone ; * The flowers appear on the earth ; the time of the singing of birds is come , and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land ; * The fig tree putteth forth her green figs , and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell . Arise , my love , my fair one , and come away . * O my dove , that art in the clefts of the rock , in the secret places of the stairs , let me see thy countenance , let me hear thy voice ; for sweet is thy voice , and thy countenance is comely . * Take us the foxes , the little foxes , that spoil the vines : for our vines have tender grapes . * My beloved is mine , and I am his : he feedeth among the lilies . * Until the day break , and the shadows flee away , turn , my beloved , and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether . * By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth : I sought him , but I found him not . * I will rise now , and go about the city in the streets , and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth : I sought him , but I found him not . * The watchmen that go about the city found me : to whom I said , Saw ye him whom my soul loveth ? * It was but a little that I passed from them , but I found him whom my soul loveth : I held him , and would not let him go , until I had brought him into my mother 's house , and into the chamber of her that conceived me . * I charge you , O ye daughters of Jerusalem , by the roes , and by the hinds of the field , that ye stir not up , nor awake my love , till he please . * Who is this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke , perfumed with myrrh and frankincense , with all powders of the merchant ? * Behold his bed , which is Solomon 's ; threescore valiant men are about it , of the valiant of Israel . * They all hold swords , being expert in war : every man hath his sword upon his thigh because of fear in the night . * King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon . * He made the pillars thereof of silver , the bottom thereof of gold , the covering of it of purple , the midst thereof being paved with love , for the daughters of Jerusalem . * Go forth , O ye daughters of Zion , and behold king Solomon with the crown wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals , and in the day of the gladness of his heart . * Behold , thou art fair , my love ; behold , thou art fair ; thou hast doves ' eyes within thy locks : thy hair is as a flock of goats , that appear from mount Gilead . * Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn , which came up from the washing ; whereof every one bear twins , and none is barren among them . * Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet , and thy speech is comely : thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks . * Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury , whereon there hang a thousand bucklers , all shields of mighty men . * Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins , which feed among the lilies . * Until the day break , and the shadows flee away , I will get me to the mountain of myrrh , and to the hill of frankincense . * Thou art all fair , my love ; there is no spot in thee . * Come with me from Lebanon , my spouse , with me from Lebanon : look from the top of Amana , from the top of Shenir and Hermon , from the lions ' dens , from the mountains of the leopards . * Thou hast ravished my heart , my sister , my spouse ; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes , with one chain of thy neck . * How fair is thy love , my sister , my spouse ! how much better is thy love than wine ! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices ! * Thy lips , O my spouse , drop as the honeycomb : honey and milk are under thy tongue ; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon . * A garden inclosed is my sister , my spouse ; a spring shut up , a fountain sealed . * Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates , with pleasant fruits ; camphire , with spikenard , * Spikenard and saffron ; calamus and cinnamon , with all trees of frankincense ; myrrh and aloes , with all the chief spices : * A fountain of gardens , a well of living waters , and streams from Lebanon . * Awake , O north wind ; and come , thou south ; blow upon my garden , that the spices thereof may flow out . Let my beloved come into his garden , and eat his pleasant fruits . * I am come into my garden , my sister , my spouse : I have gathered my myrrh with my spice ; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey ; I have drunk my wine with my milk : eat , O friends ; drink , yea , drink abundantly , O beloved . * I sleep , but my heart waketh : it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh , saying , Open to me , my sister , my love , my dove , my undefiled : for my head is filled with dew , and my locks with the drops of the night . * I have put off my coat ; how shall I put it on ? I have washed my feet ; how shall I defile them ? * My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door , and my bowels were moved for him . * I rose up to open to my beloved ; and my hands dropped with myrrh , and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh , upon the handles of the lock . * I opened to my beloved ; but my beloved had withdrawn himself , and was gone : my soul failed when he spake : I sought him , but I could not find him ; I called him , but he gave me no answer . * The watchmen that went about the city found me , they smote me , they wounded me ; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me . * I charge you , O daughters of Jerusalem , if ye find my beloved , that ye tell him , that I am sick of love . * What is thy beloved more than another beloved , O thou fairest among women ? what is thy beloved more than another beloved , that thou dost so charge us ? * My beloved is white and ruddy , the chiefest among ten thousand . * His head is as the most fine gold , his locks are bushy , and black as a raven . * His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters , washed with milk , and fitly set . * His cheeks are as a bed of spices , as sweet flowers : his lips like lilies , dropping sweet smelling myrrh . * His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl : his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires . * His legs are as pillars of marble , set upon sockets of fine gold : his countenance is as Lebanon , excellent as the cedars . * His mouth is most sweet : yea , he is altogether lovely . This is my beloved , and this is my friend , O daughters of Jerusalem . * Whither is thy beloved gone , O thou fairest among women ? whither is thy beloved turned aside ? that we may seek him with thee . * My beloved is gone down into his garden , to the beds of spices , to feed in the gardens , and to gather lilies . * I am my beloved 's , and my beloved is mine : he feedeth among the lilies . * Thou art beautiful , O my love , as Tirzah , comely as Jerusalem , terrible as an army with banners . * Turn away thine eyes from me , for they have overcome me : thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead . * Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing , whereof every one beareth twins , and there is not one barren among them . * As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks . * There are threescore queens , and fourscore concubines , and virgins without number . * My dove , my undefiled is but one ; she is the only one of her mother , she is the choice one of her that bare her . The daughters saw her , and blessed her ; yea , the queens and the concubines , and they praised her . * Who is she that looketh forth as the morning , fair as the moon , clear as the sun , and terrible as an army with banners ? * I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley , and to see whether the vine flourished , and the pomegranates budded . * Or ever I was aware , my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib . * Return , return , O Shulamite ; return , return , that we may look upon thee . What will ye see in the Shulamite ? As it were the company of two armies . * How beautiful are thy feet with shoes , O prince 's daughter ! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels , the work of the hands of a cunning workman . * Thy navel is like a round goblet , which wanteth not liquor : thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies . * Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins . * Thy neck is as a tower of ivory ; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon , by the gate of Bathrabbim : thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus . * Thine head upon thee is like Carmel , and the hair of thine head like purple ; the king is held in the galleries . * How fair and how pleasant art thou , O love , for delights ! * This thy stature is like to a palm tree , and thy breasts to clusters of grapes . * I said , I will go up to the palm tree , I will take hold of the boughs thereof : now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine , and the smell of thy nose like apples ; * And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved , that goeth down sweetly , causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak . * I am my beloved 's , and his desire is toward me . * Come , my beloved , let us go forth into the field ; let us lodge in the villages . * Let us get up early to the vineyards ; let us see if the vine flourish , whether the tender grape appear , and the pomegranates bud forth : there will I give thee my loves . * The mandrakes give a smell , and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits , new and old , which I have laid up for thee , O my beloved . * O that thou wert as my brother , that sucked the breasts of my mother ! when I should find thee without , I would kiss thee ; yea , I should not be despised . * I would lead thee , and bring thee into my mother 's house , who would instruct me : I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate . * His left hand should be under my head , and his right hand should embrace me . * I charge you , O daughters of Jerusalem , that ye stir not up , nor awake my love , until he please . * Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness , leaning upon her beloved ? I raised thee up under the apple tree : there thy mother brought thee forth : there she brought thee forth that bare thee . * Set me as a seal upon thine heart , as a seal upon thine arm : for love is strong as death ; jealousy is cruel as the grave : the coals thereof are coals of fire , which hath a most vehement flame . * Many waters cannot quench love , neither can the floods drown it : if a man would give all the substance of his house for love , it would utterly be contemned . * We have a little sister , and she hath no breasts : what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for ? * If she be a wall , we will build upon her a palace of silver : and if she be a door , we will inclose her with boards of cedar . * I am a wall , and my breasts like towers : then was I in his eyes as one that found favour . * Solomon had a vineyard at Baalhamon ; he let out the vineyard unto keepers ; every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of silver . * My vineyard , which is mine , is before me : thou , O Solomon , must have a thousand , and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred . * Thou that dwellest in the gardens , the companions hearken to thy voice : cause me to hear it . * Make haste , my beloved , and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices .

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