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See, you are beautiful, my beloved. See, you are beautiful. Your eyes are doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats descending from Mount Gil’ad.
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Your teeth are like a flock of freshly shorn sheep coming up from the washing, all of them bearing twins, and not one among them is bereaved.
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Your lips are like a thread of scarlet, and your mouth is beautiful. Your temples behind your veil are like a slice of pomegranate.
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Your neck is like the tower of Daviyd, built in courses. A thousand shields hang upon it, all the shields of mighty men.
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Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, grazing among the lilies.
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Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, I will go to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of frankincense.
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You are altogether beautiful, my beloved, and there is no blemish in you.
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Come with me from Levanon, my bride. Come with me from Levanon. Look down from the summit of Amanah, from the summit of Senir and Chermon, from the dens of lions, from the mountains of leopards.
9
You have captured my heart, my sister, my bride. You have captured my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one chain of your necklace.
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How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride. How much better is your love than wine, and the fragrance of your oils than every spice.
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Your lips, my bride, drip honeycomb. Honey and milk are beneath your tongue, and the fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Levanon.
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A locked garden is my sister, my bride, a locked spring, a sealed fountain.
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Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits, henna with nard,
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nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with every tree of frankincense, myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices.
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You are a fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams flowing from Levanon.
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Awake, north wind, and come, south wind. Blow upon my garden, that its spices may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden and eat its precious fruits.