| 1: 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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| 2: Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor:
thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies. |
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| 3:
Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
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| 4: Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools
in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim: thy nose is as the tower of
Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus. |
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| 5: Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine
head like purple; the king is held in the galleries. |
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| 6: How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
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| 7: This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to
clusters of grapes. |
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| 8: I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the
boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine,
and the smell of thy nose like apples; |
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| 9: And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved,
that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to
speak. |
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| 10: I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.
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| 11: Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us
lodge in the villages. |
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| 12: Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine
flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud
forth: there will I give thee my loves. |
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| 13: The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner
of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my
beloved.
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