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“Turn away your eyes from me, for they overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats, which look down from Gilead.

“Your teeth are like a flock of sheep, which go up from the washing, from which each one brings out twins. And none is barren among them.

“Your temples are as a piece of a pomegranate within your locks.

“There are sixty queens and eighty concubines and virgins without number.

“But my dove is alone. My undefiled, she is the only daughter of her mother, and she is dear to her who bore her. The daughters have seen her and counted her blessed, as have the queens and the concubines, and they have praised her.

“Who is she who looks forth as the morning, fair as the moon, pure as the Sun, awesome as an army with banners!

10 “I went down to the garden of nuts, to see the fruits of the valley, to see if the vine budded, and if the pomegranates flourished.

11 “I knew nothing. My soul set me as the chariots of my noble people.

12 “Return! Return, O Shulamite, return! Return so that we may behold you!” “What shall you see in the Shulamite—the dance of two armies, as it were?”

“How beautiful are your feet with sandals, O prince’s daughter! The joints of your thighs are like jewels, the work of a cunning workman’s hand.

“Your navel is as a round cup that does not lack liquor. Your belly is as a heap of wheat surrounded with lilies.

“Your two breasts are as two twin fawns of a gazelle.

“Your neck is like a tower of ivory. Your eyes are like the fish pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath Rabbim. Your nose is as the tower of Lebanon that looks toward Damascus.

“Your head upon you is like Carmel, and the hair of your head like purple. The king is tied in the rafters.

“How fair you are, and how pleasant you are, O my love, in pleasures!

“This, your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts like clusters.

“I said, ‘I will go up into the palm tree. I will take hold of her branches.’ Your breasts shall now be like the clusters of the vine, and the savor of your nose like apples,

“and the roof of your mouth like good wine, “which goes straight to my well-beloved and causes the lips of the ancient to speak.