Do not stare at me because I am [a]dark,
For the sun has tanned me.
My (A)mother’s sons were angry with me;
They made me (B)caretaker of the vineyards,
But I have not taken care of my own vineyard.
Tell me, you (C)whom my soul loves,
Where do you (D)pasture your flock,
Where do you have it (E)lie down at noon?
For why should I be like one who [b]veils herself
Beside the flocks of your (F)companions?”

Solomon, the Lover, Speaks

“If you yourself do not know,
(G)Most beautiful among women,
Go out on the trail of the flock,
And pasture your young goats
By the tents of the shepherds.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 1:6 Or swarthy, blackish
  2. Song of Solomon 1:7 Some ancient versions wanders

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