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* 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 .

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