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Rh :With all trees of frankincense;
 * Myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices.
 * Thou art a fountain of gardens,
 * A well of living waters,
 * And flowing streams from Lebanon.


 * Awake, O north wind;
 * And come, thou south;
 * Blow upon my garden,
 * That the spices thereof may flow out.
 * Let my beloved come into his garden,
 * And eat his precious fruits.


 * I am come into my garden, my sister, my bride;
 * I have gathered my myrrh with my spice;
 * I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey;
 * I have drunk my wine with my milk.
 * Eat, O friends;
 * Drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.


 * I sleep, but my heart waketh;
 * Hark! my beloved knocketh:
 * 'Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled;
 * For my head is filled with dew,
 * My locks with the drops of the night.'
 * I have put off my coat;
 * How shall I put it on?
 * I have washed my feet;
 * How shall I defile them?
 * My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door,
 * And my heart was moved for him.
 * I rose up to open to my beloved;
 * And my hands dropped with myrrh,
 * And my fingers with flowing myrrh,
 * Upon the handles of the bar.
 * I opened to my beloved;
 * But my beloved had turned away, and was gone.
 * My soul failed me when he spoke.
 * I sought him, but I could not find him;
 * I called him, but he gave me no answer.
 * The watchmen that go about the city found me,
 * They smote me, they wounded me;
 * The keepers of the walls took away my mantle from me.
 * 'I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
 * If ye find my beloved, what will ye tell him?
 * That I am love-sick.'
 * 'What is thy beloved more than another beloved,
 * O thou fairest among women?
 * What is thy beloved more than another beloved,
 * That thou dost so adjure us?'
 * 'My beloved is white and ruddy,
 * Pre-eminent above ten thousand.
 * His head is as the most fine gold,
 * His locks are curled,
 * And black as a raven.
 * His eyes are like doves
 * Beside the water-brooks;
 * Washed with milk,
 * And fitly set.
 * His cheeks are as a bed of spices,
 * As banks of sweet herbs;
 * His lips are as lilies,
 * Dropping with flowing myrrh.
 * His hands are as rods of gold
 * Set with beryl;
 * His body is as polished ivory
 * Overlaid with sapphires.
 * His legs are as pillars of marble,
 * Set upon sockets of fine gold;
 * His aspect is like Lebanon,
 * Excellent as the cedars.
 * His mouth is most sweet;
 * Yea, he is altogether lovely.