      | ¶ | Behold, thou [art] fair, my love; behold, thou [art] fair; thou [hast] doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair [is] as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead. | |
| Thy teeth [are] like a flock [of sheep that are even] shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none [is] barren among them. | ||
| Thy lips [are] like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech [is] comely: thy temples [are] like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks. | ||
| Thy neck [is] like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men. | ||
| Thy two breasts [are] like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies. | ||
| ¶ | Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense. | |
| ¶ | Thou [art] all fair, my love; [there is] no spot in thee. | |
| Come with me from Lebanon, [my] spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards. | ||
| Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, [my] spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck. | ||
| How fair is thy love, my sister, [my] spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices! | ||
| Thy lips, O [my] spouse, drop [as] the honeycomb: honey and milk [are] under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments [is] like the smell of Lebanon. | ||
| A garden inclosed [is] my sister, [my] spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed. | ||
| Thy plants [are] an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard, | ||
| Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices: | ||
| A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and 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 pleasant fruits. |
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Song of Songs - Chapter 4
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