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Chapter 1
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The Song of Songs, which is Solomon's.
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Oh, that he would kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! For your caresses are more delightful than wine.
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The fragrance of your perfume is intoxicating; your name is perfume poured out. No wonder young women adore you.
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Take me with you--let's hurry. Oh, that the king would bring me to his chambers. We will rejoice and be glad in you; we will celebrate your caresses more than wine. It is only right that they adore you.
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Daughters of Jerusalem, I am dark like the tents of Kedar, yet lovely like the curtains of Solomon.
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Do not stare at me because I am dark, for the sun has gazed on me. My mother's sons were angry with me; they made me take care of the vineyards. I have not taken care of my own vineyard.
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Tell me, you whom I love: Where do you pasture your sheep? Where do you let them rest at noon? Why should I be like one who veils herself beside the flocks of your companions?
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If you do not know, most beautiful of women, follow the tracks of the flock, and pasture your young goats near the shepherds' tents.
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I compare you, my darling, to a mare among Pharaoh's chariots.
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Your cheeks are beautiful with jewelry, your neck with its necklace.
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We will make gold jewelry for you, accented with silver.
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While the king is on his couch, my perfume releases its fragrance.
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The one I love is a sachet of myrrh to me, spending the night between my breasts.
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The one I love is a cluster of henna blossoms to me, in the vineyards of En-gedi.
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How beautiful you are, my darling. How very beautiful! Your eyes are doves.
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How handsome you are, my love. How delightful! Our bed is verdant;
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the beams of our house are cedars, and our rafters are cypresses.