Tell me, you whom I love,
    where you graze your flock
    and where you rest your sheep(A) at midday.
Why should I be like a veiled(B) woman
    beside the flocks of your friends?

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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 turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?

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