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I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine.
    He browses among the lilies.

Acclaiming the Bride’s Beauty

You are beautiful, my darling,
    like Tirzah,
lovely 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 ewe goats
    descending down from Gilead.

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