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"While the king was at his table, My perfume gave forth its fragrance.

"Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest, So is my beloved among the young men. In his shade I took great delight and sat down, And his fruit was sweet to my taste.

"He has brought me to his banquet hall, And his banner over me is love.

"Let his left hand be under my head And his right hand embrace me."

"My beloved is mine, and I am his; He pastures his flock among the lilies.

"All of them are wielders of the sword, Expert in war; Each man has his sword at his side, Guarding against the terrors of the night.

"Go forth, O daughters of Zion, And gaze on King Solomon with the crown With which his mother has crowned him On the day of his wedding, And on the day of his gladness of heart."

"Awake, O north wind, And come, wind of the south; Make my garden breathe out fragrance, Let its spices be wafted abroad. May my beloved come into his garden And eat its choice fruits!"

"My beloved extended his hand through the opening, And my feelings were aroused for him.

"His head is like gold, pure gold; His locks are like clusters of dates And black as a raven.

"His eyes are like doves Beside streams of water, Bathed in milk, And reposed in their setting.

"His cheeks are like a bed of balsam, Banks of sweet-scented herbs; His lips are lilies Dripping with liquid myrrh.

"His hands are rods of gold Set with beryl; His abdomen is carved ivory Inlaid with sapphires.

"His legs are pillars of alabaster Set on pedestals of pure gold; His appearance is like Lebanon Choice as the cedars.

"His mouth is full of sweetness. And he is wholly desirable. This is my beloved and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem."

"My beloved has gone down to his garden, To the beds of balsam, To pasture his flock in the gardens And gather lilies.

"I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine, He who pastures his flock among the lilies."

"I am my beloved's, And his desire is for me.

"Let his left hand be under my head And his right hand embrace me."

"Many waters cannot quench love, Nor will rivers overflow it; If a man were to give all the riches of his house for love, It would be utterly despised."