1. "Where has your beloved gone, O fairest of women? Where has your beloved turned, that we may seek him with you?"
2. "My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the spice beds, to graze in the gardens and to gather roses.
3. I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine, who grazes among the roses."
4. "You are fair, my beloved, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, awesome as the bannered legions.
5. Turn away your eyes from me, for they have made me haughty; your hair is like a flock of goats that streamed down from Gilead.
6. Your teeth are like a flock of ewes that came up from the washing, all of which are perfect and there is no bereavement among them.
7. Your temple is like a split pomegranate from beneath your kerchief.
8. There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and innumerable maidens.
9. My dove, my perfect one, is but one; she is one to her mother, she is the pure one of she who bore her; daughters saw her and praised her, queens and concubines, and they lauded her;
10. Who is this who looks forth like the dawn, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, awesome as the bannered legions?"
11. "I went down to the nut garden to see the green plants of the valley, to see whether the vine had blossomed, the pomegranates were in bloom.
12. I did not know; my soul made me chariots for a princely people."
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