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9 You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride; you have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your necklace.

11 Your lips drop sweetness as the honeycomb, my bride; milk and honey are under your tongue. The fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.

9 If she is a wall, we will build towers of silver on her. If she is a door, we will enclose her with panels of cedar.

8 Listen! My beloved! Look! Here he comes, leaping across the mountains, bounding over the hills.

12 His eyes are like doves by the water streams, washed in milk, mounted like jewels.

3 I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine; he browses among the lilies.

13 You who dwell in the gardens with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice!

4 Let him lead me to the banquet hall, and let his banner over me be love.

10 My beloved spoke and said to me, “Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, come with me.

4 My beloved thrust his hand through the latch-opening; my heart began to pound for him.

4 Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are the pools of Heshbon by the gate of Bath Rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon looking toward Damascus.

5 I arose to open for my beloved, and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with flowing myrrh, on the handles of the bolt.

11 Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside, let us spend the night in the villages.

8 I said, “I will climb the palm tree; I will take hold of its fruit.” May your breasts be like clusters of grapes on the vine, the fragrance of your breath like apples,

15 Catch for us the foxes, the little foxes that ruin the vineyards, our vineyards that are in bloom.

12 You are a garden locked up, my sister, my bride; you are a spring enclosed, a sealed fountain.

4 You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling, as lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners.

1 How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how beautiful! Your eyes behind your veil are doves. Your hair is like a flock of goats descending from the hills of Gilead.

11 Solomon had a vineyard in Baal Hamon; he let out his vineyard to tenants. Each was to bring for its fruit a thousand shekels of silver.

14 Come away, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or like a young stag on the spice-laden mountains.