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THE SONG of songs, which is Solomon's

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Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth--for thy love is better than wine

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Thine ointments have a goodly fragrance; thy name is as ointment poured forth; therefore do the maidens love thee

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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 find thy love more fragrant than wine! sincerely do they love thee

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'I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon

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Look not upon me, that I am swarthy, that the sun hath tanned me; my mother's sons were incensed against me, they made me keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.

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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 veileth herself beside the flocks of thy companions

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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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I have compared thee, O my love, to a steed in Pharaoh's chariots

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Thy cheeks are comely with circlets, thy neck with beads

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We will make thee circlets of gold with studs of silver

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While the king sat at his table, my spikenard sent forth its fragrance

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My beloved is unto me as a bag of myrrh, that lieth betwixt my breasts

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My beloved is unto me as a cluster of henna in the vineyards of En-gedi

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Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are as doves

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Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant; also our couch is leafy

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The beams of our houses are cedars, and our panels are cypresses