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Tell me, you (A)whom my soul loves,
    where you (B)pasture your flock,
    where you make it (C)lie down at noon;
for why should I be like one who veils herself
    beside the flocks of your (D)companions?

Solomon and His Bride Delight in Each Other

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If you do not know,
    O (E)most beautiful among women,
follow in the tracks of the flock,
    and pasture your young goats
    beside the shepherds' tents.
I compare you, (F)my love,
    to (G)a mare among Pharaoh's chariots.

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