“Your (A)two breasts are like two fawns,
Twins of a gazelle
Which (B)feed among the lilies.
(C)Until [a]the cool of the day
When the shadows flee away,
I will go my way to the mountain of (D)myrrh
And to the hill of (E)frankincense.

(F)You are altogether beautiful, my darling,
And there is no blemish in you.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 4:6 Lit the day blows