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4:16Awake, O north wind; / And come, O south wind! / Blow upon my garden: / Let its spices flow forth; / Let my beloved come into his garden / And eat his choicest fruit. Compare
5:1I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride; / I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; / I have drunk my wine with my milk. / Eat, O friends; / Drink, and drink deeply, O beloved ones! Compare
5:2I sleep, but my heart is awake. / A sound! My beloved is knocking. / Open to me, my sister, my love, / My dove, my perfect one; / For my head is drenched with dew, / My locks with the drops of night. Compare
5:3I have put off my garment; / How can I put it on again? / I have washed my feet; / How can I dirty them again? Compare
5:4My beloved put his hand into the opening of the door, / And my inner parts yearned for him. Compare
5:5I rose up to open to my beloved; / And my hands dripped with myrrh, / My fingers with liquid myrrh, / Upon the handles of the bolt. Compare
5:6I opened to my beloved, / But my beloved had withdrawn; he was gone. / My soul failed when he spoke; / I sought him, but found him not; / I called him - he answered me not. Compare
5:7The watchmen who go about the city found me. / They struck me; they wounded me; / The keepers of the walls took my veil from me. Compare
5:8I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, / If you find my beloved, / What shall you tell him? / That I am sick with love. Compare
5:9What is your beloved more than some other's beloved, / O you most beautiful among women? / What is your beloved more than some other's beloved, / That you adjure us so? Compare
5:10My beloved is dazzling white yet ruddy, / Distinguished among ten thousand. Compare
5:11His head is the finest gold; / His locks are wavy, / As black as a raven. Compare
5:12His eyes are like doves / Beside the streams of water, / Bathed in milk, / Fitly set. Compare
5:13His cheeks are like a bed of spices, / Mounds of sweetly fragrant herbs; / His lips are lilies, / Dripping with liquid myrrh. Compare
5:14His hands are tubes of gold, / Set with beryl; / His belly is an ivory work, / Overlaid with sapphires. Compare
5:15His legs are pillars of white marble, / Set upon bases of gold; / His appearance is like Lebanon, / As excellent as the cedars. Compare
5:16His mouth is sweetness itself, / And he is altogether desirable. / This is my beloved, and this is my friend, / O daughters of Jerusalem. Compare
6:1Where has your beloved gone, / O you most beautiful among women? / Where has your beloved turned, / That we may seek him with you? Compare
6:2My beloved has gone down to his garden, / To the beds of spices, / To feed in the gardens / And gather lilies. Compare
6:3I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine; / He pastures his flock among the lilies. Compare
6:4You are as beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, / As lovely as Jerusalem, / As terrible as an army with banners. Compare
6:5Turn your eyes away from me, / For they overwhelm me. / Your hair is like a flock of goats / That repose on Mount Gilead. Compare
6:6Your teeth are like a flock of ewes / That have come up from the washing, / All of which have borne twins, / And none of them is bereaved of her young. Compare
6:7Your cheeks are like a piece of pomegranate / Behind your veil. Compare
6:8There are sixty queens and eighty concubines / And virgins without number. Compare
6:9My dove, my perfect one, is but one; / She is the only one of her mother; / She is the choice one of her who bore her. / The daughters saw her, and they called her blessed; / The queens and the concubines, / They also praised her. Compare
6:10Who is this woman who looks forth like the dawn, / As beautiful as the moon, / As clear as the sun, / As terrible as an army with banners? Compare
6:11I went down to the orchard of nuts / To see the freshness of the valley, / To see whether the vine had budded, / Whether the pomegranates were in bloom. Compare
6:12Before I was aware, / My soul set me among the chariots of my noble people. Compare
6:13Return, return, O Shulammite; / Return, return, that we may gaze at you. / Why should you gaze at the Shulammite, / As upon the dance of two camps? Compare
7:1How beautiful are your footsteps in sandals, / O prince's daughter! / Your rounded thighs are like jewels, / The work of the hands of a skilled artist. Compare
7:2Your navel is a round goblet / That never lacks mixed wine; / Your belly is a heap of wheat, / Fenced in by lilies. Compare
7:3Your two breasts are like two fawns, / Twins of a gazelle. Compare
7:4Your neck is like a tower of ivory; / Your eyes, like the pools in Heshbon / By the gate of Bath-rabbim; / Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, / Which faces Damascus. Compare
7:5Your head upon you is like Carmel, / And the locks of your head like purple. / The king is fettered by your tresses. Compare
7:6How beautiful and how pleasant in delights / You are, O love! Compare
7:7This your stature is like a palm tree, / And your breasts are like the clusters. Compare
7:8I said, I will climb the palm tree; / I will take hold of its branches; / And let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, / And the fragrance of your nose like apples, Compare
7:9And the roof of your mouth like the best wine - Going down smoothly for my beloved, / Gliding through the lips of those who sleep. Compare
7:10I am my beloved's, / And his desire is for me. Compare
7:11Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the fields; / Let us lodge in the villages. Compare
7:12Let us rise up early for the vineyards; / Let us see if the vine has budded, / If the blossom is open, / If the pomegranates are in bloom; / There I will give you my love. Compare
7:13The mandrakes give forth fragrance, / And over our doors are all choice fruits, / New as well as old. / These, my beloved, I have stored up for you. Compare
8:1O that you were like a brother to me, / Who nursed at my mother's breasts! / If I found you outside, I would kiss you, / And none would despise me. Compare
8:2I would lead you and bring you / Into my mother's house, / Who has instructed me; / I would make you drink spiced wine / From the juice of my pomegranate. Compare
8:3His left hand would be under my head, / And his right hand would embrace me. Compare
8:4I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, / Do not rouse up or awaken my love / Until she pleases. Compare
8:5Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, / Leaning on her beloved? / I awakened you under the apple tree: / There your mother was in labor with you; / There she was in labor and brought you forth. Compare
8:6Set me as a seal on your heart, / As a seal on your arm; / For love is as strong as death, / Jealousy is as cruel as Sheol; / Its flashes are the flashes of fire, / A flame of Jehovah. Compare
8:7Many waters cannot quench love, / Nor do floods drown it. / If a man gave all the substance of his house for love, / It would be utterly despised. Compare
8:8We have a little sister, / And she has no breasts: / What shall we do for our sister / On the day when she is spoken for? Compare
8:9If she is a wall, / We will build on her a battlement of silver; / And if she is a door, / We will enclose her with boards of cedar. Compare
8:10I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers; / Then I was in his eyes like one who has found peace. Compare
8:11Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon: / He let out the vineyard to keepers; / Each was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit. Compare
8:12My vineyard, which is mine, is before me. / You will have the thousand, O Solomon; / And those who keep its fruit, two hundred. Compare
8:13O you who dwell in the gardens, / My companions listen for your voice; / Let me hear it. Compare
8:14Make haste, my beloved, / And be like a gazelle or a young hart / Upon the mountains of spices. Compare

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