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# Chapter 6
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1 Where has your beloved gone,
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O fairest among women?
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Where has your beloved turned aside,
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That we may seek him with you?
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2 My beloved has gone to his garden,
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To the beds of spices,
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To feed his flock in the gardens,
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And to gather lilies.
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3 I am my beloved’s,
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And my beloved is mine.
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He feeds his flock among the lilies.
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4 O my love, you are as beautiful as Tirzah,
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Lovely as Jerusalem,
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Awesome as an army with banners!
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5 Turn your eyes away from me,
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For they have overcome me.
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Your hair is like a flock of goats
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Going down from Gilead.
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6 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep
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Which have come up from the washing;
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Every one bears twins,
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And none is barren among them.
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7 Like a piece of pomegranate
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Are your temples behind your veil.
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8 There are sixty queens
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And eighty concubines,
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And virgins without number.
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9 My dove, my perfect one,
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Is the only one,
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The only one of her mother,
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The favorite of the one who bore her.
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The daughters saw her
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And called her blessed,
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The queens and the concubines,
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And they praised her.
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10 Who is she who looks forth as the morning,
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Fair as the moon,
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Clear as the sun,
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Awesome as an army with banners?
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11 I went down to the garden of nuts
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To see the verdure of the valley,
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To see whether the vine had budded
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And the pomegranates had bloomed.
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12 Before I was even aware,
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My soul had made me
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As the chariots of my noble people.
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13 Return, return, O Shulamite;
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Return, return, that we may look upon you!
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What would you see in the Shulamite—
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As it were, the dance of the two camps? |