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I belong to my lover.
    And my lover belongs to me.
    He feeds among the lilies.

The Man Speaks to the Woman

My darling, you are as beautiful as the city of Tirzah.
    You are as lovely as the city of Jerusalem.
    You are as wonderful as an army flying flags.
Turn your eyes from me.
    They excite me too much!
Your hair is like a flock of goats
    streaming down Mount Gilead.

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I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine;(A)
    he browses among the lilies.(B)

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You are as beautiful as Tirzah,(C) my darling,
    as lovely as Jerusalem,(D)
    as majestic as troops with banners.(E)
Turn your eyes from me;
    they overwhelm me.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
    descending from Gilead.(F)

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