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The Friends
Whither is thy beloved gone, Thou fairest among women? Whither is thy beloved turned aside? And we will seek him with thee.
Whither is thy beloved gone, Thou fairest among women? Whither is thy beloved turned aside? And we will seek him with thee.
Young Women of Jerusalem
Where has your lover gone,
O woman of rare beauty?
Which way did he turn
so we can help you find him?
Young Woman
Where has your lover gone,
O woman of rare beauty?
Which way did he turn
so we can help you find him?
Young Woman
The Bride
My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, To feed in the gardens and to gather lilies.
My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, To feed in the gardens and to gather lilies.
My lover has gone down to his garden,
to his spice beds,
to browse in the gardens
and gather the lilies.
to his spice beds,
to browse in the gardens
and gather the lilies.
I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies.
I am my lover’s, and my lover is mine.
He browses among the lilies.
Young Man
He browses among the lilies.
Young Man
Mutual Delight
Thou art fair, my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as troops with banners:
Thou art fair, my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as troops with banners:
You are beautiful, my darling,
like the lovely city of Tirzah.
Yes, as beautiful as Jerusalem,
as majestic as an army with billowing banners.
like the lovely city of Tirzah.
Yes, as beautiful as Jerusalem,
as majestic as an army with billowing banners.
Turn away thine eyes from me, For they overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats On the slopes of Gilead.
Turn your eyes away,
for they overpower me.
Your hair falls in waves,
like a flock of goats winding down the slopes of Gilead.
for they overpower me.
Your hair falls in waves,
like a flock of goats winding down the slopes of Gilead.
Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep Which go up from the washing; Which have all borne twins, And none is barren among them.
As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples Behind thy veil.
Your cheeks are like rosy pomegranates
behind your veil.
behind your veil.
There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, And virgins without number:
Even among sixty queens
and eighty concubines
and countless young women,
and eighty concubines
and countless young women,
My dove, mine undefiled, is but one; She is the only one of her mother, She is the choice one of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and they called her blessed; The queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
I would still choose my dove, my perfect one —
the favorite of her mother,
dearly loved by the one who bore her.
The young women see her and praise her;
even queens and royal concubines sing her praises:
the favorite of her mother,
dearly loved by the one who bore her.
The young women see her and praise her;
even queens and royal concubines sing her praises:
Who is she that looketh forth as the dawn, Fair as the moon, clear as the sun, Terrible as troops with banners?
“Who is this, arising like the dawn,
as fair as the moon,
as bright as the sun,
as majestic as an army with billowing banners?”
Young Woman
as fair as the moon,
as bright as the sun,
as majestic as an army with billowing banners?”
Young Woman
The Bride
I went down into the garden of nuts, To see the verdure of the valley, To see whether the vine budded, Whether the pomegranates blossomed.
I went down into the garden of nuts, To see the verdure of the valley, To see whether the vine budded, Whether the pomegranates blossomed.
I went down to the grove of walnut trees
and out to the valley to see the new spring growth,
to see whether the grapevines had budded
or the pomegranates were in bloom.
and out to the valley to see the new spring growth,
to see whether the grapevines had budded
or the pomegranates were in bloom.
Before I was aware, My soul set me upon the chariots of my willing people.
The Friends
Return, return, O Shulamite; Return, return, that we may look upon thee. -- What would ye look upon in the Shulamite? -- As it were the dance of two camps.
Return, return, O Shulamite; Return, return, that we may look upon thee. -- What would ye look upon in the Shulamite? -- As it were the dance of two camps.