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Your two breasts are like two fawns,
twins of the gazelle
grazing among the lilies.
Until the dawn arrives[a]
and the shadows flee,
I will go up to the mountain of myrrh,
and to the hill of frankincense.
You are altogether beautiful, my darling!
There is no blemish in you!

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 4:6 tn Heb “until the day breathes.”