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song of songs, which is Solomon's.


 * Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth—
 * For thy love is better than wine.
 * Thine ointments have a goodly fragrance;
 * Thy name is as ointment poured forth;
 * Therefore do the maidens love thee.
 * 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.
 * 'I am black, but comely,
 * O ye daughters of Jerusalem,
 * As the tents of Kedar,
 * As the curtains of Solomon.
 * 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.'
 * 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?
 * 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.
 * I have compared thee, O my love,
 * To a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.
 * Thy cheeks are comely with circlets,
 * Thy neck with beads.
 * We will make thee circlets of gold
 * With studs of silver.


 * While the king sat at his table,
 * My spikenard sent forth its fragrance.
 * My beloved is unto me as a bag of myrrh,
 * That lieth betwixt my breasts.
 * My beloved is unto me as a cluster of henna
 * In the vineyards of En-gedi.


 * Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair;
 * Thine eyes are as doves.


 * Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant;
 * Also our couch is leafy.
 * The beams of our houses are cedars,
 * And our panels are cypresses.


 * I am a rose of Sharon,
 * A lily of the valleys.


 * As a lily among thorns,
 * So is my love among the daughters.