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The Daughters of Jerusalem Where has your beloved gone, O fairest among women? Where has your beloved turned aside, That we may seek him with you?
2
The Shulamite My beloved has gone to his garden, To the beds of spices, To feed his flock in the gardens, And to gather lilies.
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I am my beloved's, And my beloved is mine. He feeds his flock among the lilies.
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The Beloved O my love, you are as beautiful as Tirzah, Lovely as Jerusalem, Awesome as an army with banners!
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Turn your eyes away from me, For they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats Going down from Gilead.
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Your teeth are like a flock of sheep Which have come up from the washing; Every one bears twins, And none is barren among them.