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How beautiful are thy feet with shoes,O prince's daughter!The joints of thy thighs are like jewels,The work of the hands of a cunning workman.
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Thy navel is like a round goblet,Which wanteth not liquor:Thy belly is like an heap of wheatSet about with lilies.
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Thy two breasts are like two young roesThat are twins.
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Thy neck is as a tower of ivory;Thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon,By the gate of Bathrabbim:Thy nose is as the tower of LebanonWhich looketh toward Damascus.
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Thine head upon thee is like Carmel,And the hair of thine head like purple;The king is held in the galleries.
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How fair and how pleasant art thou,O love, for delights!
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This thy stature is like to a palm tree,And thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
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I said, I will go up to the palm tree,I will take hold of the boughs thereof:Now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine,And the smell of thy nose like apples;
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And the roof of thy mouth like the best wineFor my beloved, that goeth down sweetly,Causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
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I am my beloved's,And his desire is toward me.
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Come, my beloved,Let us go forth into the field;Let us lodge in the villages.
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Let us get up early to the vineyards;Let us see if the vine flourish,Whether the tender grape appear,And the pomegranates bud forth:There will I give thee my loves.
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The mandrakes give a smell,And at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits,New and old,Which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.