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  • Young Man

    You are beautiful, my darling,
    beautiful beyond words.
    Your eyes are like doves
    behind your veil.
    Your hair falls in waves,
    like a flock of goats winding down the slopes of Gilead.
  • Solomon Admires his Beloved

    Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; Thine eyes are doves behind thy veil; Thy hair is as a flock of goats, On the slopes of mount Gilead.
  • Your teeth are as white as sheep,
    recently shorn and freshly washed.
    Your smile is flawless,
    each tooth matched with its twin.a
  • Thy teeth are like a flock of shorn sheep, Which go up from the washing; Which have all borne twins, And none is barren among them.
  • Your lips are like scarlet ribbon;
    your mouth is inviting.
    Your cheeks are like rosy pomegranates
    behind your veil.
  • Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, And thy speech is comely; As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples Behind thy veil.
  • Your neck is as beautiful as the tower of David,
    jeweled with the shields of a thousand heroes.
  • Thy neck is like the tower of David, Built for an armoury: A thousand bucklers hang thereon, All shields of mighty men.
  • Your breasts are like two fawns,
    twin fawns of a gazelle grazing among the lilies.
  • Thy two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, Which feed among the lilies.
  • Before the dawn breezes blow
    and the night shadows flee,
    I will hurry to the mountain of myrrh
    and to the hill of frankincense.
  • Until the day dawn, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, And to the hill of frankincense.
  • You are altogether beautiful, my darling,
    beautiful in every way.
  • Thou art all fair, my love; And there is no spot in thee.
  • Come with me from Lebanon, my bride,
    come with me from Lebanon.
    Come downb from Mount Amana,
    from the peaks of Senir and Hermon,
    where the lions have their dens
    and leopards live among the hills.
  • [Come] with me, from Lebanon, [my] spouse, With me from Lebanon, -- Come, look from the top of Amanah, From the top of Senir and Hermon, From the lions' dens, From the mountains of the leopards.
  • You have captured my heart,
    my treasure,c my bride.
    You hold it hostage with one glance of your eyes,
    with a single jewel of your necklace.
  • Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, [my] spouse; Thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, With one chain of thy neck.
  • Your love delights me,
    my treasure, my bride.
    Your love is better than wine,
    your perfume more fragrant than spices.
  • How fair is thy love, my sister, [my] spouse! How much better is thy love than wine! And the fragrance of thine ointments than all spices!
  • Your lips are as sweet as nectar, my bride.
    Honey and milk are under your tongue.
    Your clothes are scented
    like the cedars of Lebanon.
  • Thy lips, [my] spouse, drop [as] the honeycomb; Honey and milk are under thy tongue; And the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
  • You are my private garden, my treasure, my bride,
    a secluded spring, a hidden fountain.
  • A garden enclosed is my sister, [my] spouse; A spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
  • Your thighs shelter a paradise of pomegranates
    with rare spices —
    henna with nard,
  • Thy shoots are a paradise of pomegranates, with precious fruits; Henna with spikenard plants;
  • nard and saffron,
    fragrant calamus and cinnamon,
    with all the trees of frankincense, myrrh, and aloes,
    and every other lovely spice.
  • Spikenard and saffron; Calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; Myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
  • You are a garden fountain,
    a well of fresh water
    streaming down from Lebanon’s mountains.
    Young Woman
  • A fountain in the gardens, A well of living waters, Which stream from Lebanon.
  • Awake, north wind!
    Rise up, south wind!
    Blow on my garden
    and spread its fragrance all around.
    Come into your garden, my love;
    taste its finest fruits.
  • The Bride

    Awake, north wind, and come, [thou] south; Blow upon my garden, [that] the spices thereof may flow forth. Let my beloved come into his garden, And eat its precious fruits.

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