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Draw me, we will runafter thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the uprightlove thee.
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Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother'schildren were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.
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Tell me, O thou whom my soulloveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon:for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?