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001 - The song of songs, which is Solomon`s.
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002 - Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.
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003 - Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
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004 - Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.
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005 - I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
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006 - Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother`s children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.
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007 - Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?
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008 - If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds` tents.
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009 - I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh`s chariots.
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010 - Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.
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011 - We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
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012 - While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
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013 - A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
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014 - My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.
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015 - Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves` eyes.
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016 - Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.
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017 - The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.
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001 - I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.
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002 - As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
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003 - As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
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004 - He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
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005 - Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.
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006 - His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
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007 - I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
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008 - The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
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009 - My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.
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010 - My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
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011 - For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
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012 - The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
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013 - The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
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014 - O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
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015 - Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.
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016 - My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.
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017 - Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.
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001 - By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
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002 - I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
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003 - The watchmen that go about the city found me: to whom I said, Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?
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004 - It was but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother`s house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me.
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005 - I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
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006 - Who is this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?
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