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[1] BEHOLD, you are beautiful, my beloved; behold, you are beautiful; your eyes are doves' eyes behind your veil; your hair is like a flock of goats, which come up from mount Gilead.
[2] Your teeth are like a flock of sheep that are shorn, which come up from the washing; every one of them bears twins, and none is bereft among them.
[3] Your lips are like a thread of scarlet, and your speech is comely like the first flowers of the pomegranate.
[4] Your neck beneath your veil is like the tower of David, built for an armory, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all quivers of valiant men.
[5] Your two breasts are like two young roes, twins of a gazelle, which feed among the lilies.
[6] Until the day is cool and the evening shadows decline, I will go to the mountains of myrrh and to the hills of frankincense.
[7] You are all beautiful, my love; there is not even a spot in you
[8] Come with me from Lebanon, O my sister, my bride! come with me from Lebanon; you shall pass over the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of leopards.
[9] You have encouraged me, O my sister, my bride; you have stolen my heart with a look of one of your eyes, with one necklace of your neck.
[10] How beautiful are your breasts, O my sister, my bride! how much better are your breasts than wine! and the fragrance of your ointments than all spices!
[11] Your lips drop as the honeycomb; honey and milk are under your tongue; and the fragrance of your garments is like the perfume of Lebanon.
[12] A garden enclosed is my sister, my bride; yea, a garden guarded, a fountain sealed.
[13] Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; henna-flower with spikenard.
[14] Spikenard and saffron; sweet cane and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices
[15] They are a fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, flowing from Lebanon.
[16] Awake, O north wind, and come, O you south wind; blow upon my garden that the perfume may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden and eat his pleasant fruit
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