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She
I am very dark, but lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
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Solomon and His Bride Delight in Each Other
He
If you do not know, O most beautiful among women, follow in the tracks of the flock, and pasture your young goats beside the shepherds' tents.
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I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or the does of the field, that you not stir up or awaken love until it pleases.
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O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the crannies of the cliff, let me see your face, let me hear your voice, for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.
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I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or the does of the field, that you not stir up or awaken love until it pleases.
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Go out, O daughters of Zion, and look upon King Solomon, with the crown with which his mother crowned him on the day of his wedding, on the day of the gladness of his heart.
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Awake, O north wind, and come, O south wind! Blow upon my garden, let its spices flow.
Together in the Garden of Love
She
Let my beloved come to his garden, and eat its choicest fruits.
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I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him I am sick with love.
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Others
What is your beloved more than another beloved, O most beautiful among women? What is your beloved more than another beloved, that you thus adjure us?
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His mouth is most sweet, and he is altogether desirable. This is my beloved and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
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Others
Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Where has your beloved turned, that we may seek him with you?
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Others
Return, return, O Shulammite, return, return, that we may look upon you. He
Why should you look upon the Shulammite, as upon a dance before two armies?
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How beautiful are your feet in sandals, O noble daughter! Your rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of a master hand.
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How beautiful and pleasant you are, O loved one, with all your delights!
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The mandrakes give forth fragrance, and beside our doors are all choice fruits, new as well as old, which I have laid up for you, O my beloved.
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I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that you not stir up or awaken love until it pleases.
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My vineyard, my very own, is before me; you, O Solomon, may have the thousand, and the keepers of the fruit two hundred.
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He
O you who dwell in the gardens, with companions listening for your voice; let me hear it.