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I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine;
    he feeds his flock among the lilies.

The Man

You are beautiful as Tirzah, my love,
    comely as Jerusalem,
    awesome as an army with banners!
Turn your eyes away from me,
    for they overwhelm me!
Your hair is like a flock of goats
    streaming down from Gilead.

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