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| [1]I am the rose of the field, and the lily of the valleys. |
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| [2]Like a lily among the thorns, so is my love among the daughters. |
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| [3]Like the apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my well-beloved among the sons of men: under his shadow had I delight, and sat down: and his fruit was sweet unto my mouth. |
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| [4]He brought me into the wine cellar, and love was his banner over me. |
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| [5]Stay me with flagons, and comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love. |
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| [6]His left hand is under mine head, and his right hand doth embrace me. |
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| [7]I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor waken my love, until she please. |
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| [8]It is the voice of my well-beloved: behold, he cometh leaping by the mountains, and skipping by the hills. |
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| [9]My well-beloved is like a roe, or a young hart: lo, he standeth behind our wall, looking forth of the windows, showing himself through the grates. |
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| [10]My well beloved spake and said unto me, Arise, my love, my fair one, and come thy way. |
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| [11]For behold, winter is past: the rain is changed, and is gone away. |
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| [12]The flowers appear in the earth: the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land. |
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| [13]The fig tree hath brought forth her young figs: and the vines with their small grapes have cast a savor: arise my love, my fair one, and come away. |
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| [14]My dove, that art in the holes of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, show me thy sight, let me hear thy voice: for thy voice is sweet, and thy sight comely. |
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| [15]Take us the foxes, the little foxes, which destroy the vines: for our vines have small grapes. |
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| [16]My well-beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies, |
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| [17]Until the daybreak, and the shadows flee away: return my wellbeloved, and be like a roe, or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether. |
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