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I belong to my love, and he belongs to me.
    He’s eating among the lilies.”

The king says

“My love, you are as beautiful as the city of Tirzah.
    You are as lovely as Jerusalem.
    You are as majestic as troops carrying their banners.
Turn your eyes away from me.
    They overpower me.
Your hair flows like a flock of black goats
    coming down from the hills of Gilead.

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

He

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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