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# Chapter 1
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1 The song of songs, which is Solomon’s.
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2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth—
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For your love is better than wine.
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3 Because of the fragrance of your good ointments,
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Your name is ointment poured forth;
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Therefore the virgins love you.
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4 Draw me away!
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We will run after you.
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The king has brought me into his chambers.
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We will be glad and rejoice in you.
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We will remember your love more than wine.
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Rightly do they love you.
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5 I am dark, but lovely,
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O daughters of Jerusalem,
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Like the tents of Kedar,
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Like the curtains of Solomon.
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6 Do not look upon me, because I am dark,
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Because the sun has tanned me.
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My mother’s sons were angry with me;
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They made me the keeper of the vineyards,
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But my own vineyard I have not kept.
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7 Tell me, O you whom I love,
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Where you feed your flock,
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Where you make it rest at noon.
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For why should I be as one who veils herself
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By the flocks of your companions?
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8 If you do not know, O fairest among women,
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Follow in the footsteps of the flock,
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And feed your little goats
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Beside the shepherds’ tents.
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9 I have compared you, my love,
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To my filly among Pharaoh’s chariots.
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10 Your cheeks are lovely with ornaments,
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Your neck with chains of gold.
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11 We will make you ornaments of gold
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With studs of silver.
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12 While the king is at his table,
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My spikenard sends forth its fragrance.
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13 A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me,
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That lies all night between my breasts.
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14 My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blooms
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In the vineyards of En Gedi.
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15 Behold, you are fair, my love!
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Behold, you are fair!
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You have dove’s eyes.
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16 Behold, you are handsome, my beloved!
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Yes, pleasant!
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Also our bed is green.
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17 The beams of our houses are cedar,
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And our rafters of fir. |