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You are as beautiful as Tirzah,(A) my darling,
    as lovely as Jerusalem,(B)
    as majestic as troops with banners.(C)
Turn your eyes from me;
    they overwhelm me.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
    descending from Gilead.(D)

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Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.

Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.

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