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| [1]How beautiful are thy goings with shoes, O prince's daughter! The joints of thy thighs are like jewels: the work of the hand of a cunning workman. |
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| [2]Thy navel is as a round cup that wanteth not liquor: thy belly is as an heap of wheat compassed about with lilies. |
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| [3]Thy two breasts are as two young roes that are twins. |
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| [4]Thy neck is like a tower of ivory: thine eyes are like the fish pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon, that looketh toward Damascus. |
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| [5]Thine head upon thee is as scarlet, and the bush of thine head like purple: the king is tied in the rafters. |
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| [6]How fair art thou, and how pleasant art thou, O my love, in pleasures! |
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| [7]This thy stature is like a palm tree, and thy breasts like clusters. |
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| [8]I said, I will go up into the palm tree, I will take hold of her boughs: thy breasts shall now be like the clusters of the vine: and the savor of thy nose like apples, |
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| [9]And the roof of thy mouth like good wine, which goeth straight to my wellbeloved, and causeth the lips of the ancient to speak. |
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| [10]I am my well-beloved's, and his desire is toward me. |
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| [11]Come, my well-beloved, let us go forth into the field: let us remain in the villages. |
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| [12]Let us get up early to the vines, let us see if the vine flourish, whether it hath budded the small grape, or whether the pomegranates flourish: there will I give thee my love. |
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| [13]The mandrakes have given a smell, and in our gates are all sweet things, new and old: my well-beloved, I have kept them for thee. |
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