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Solomon Admires His BrideThe Groom

¹ How beautiful you are, my darling! How very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down Mount Gilead.² Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn sheep coming up from the washing; each has its twin, and not one is lost.³ Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon, and your mouth is lovely. Your brow is like a slice of pomegranate behind your veil.⁴ Your neck is like the tower of David, built with rows of stones; on it hang a thousand shields, all round shields of the warriors.⁵ Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle grazing among the lilies.⁶ Before the day breaks and shadows flee, I will make my way to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of frankincense.⁷ You are altogether beautiful, my darling; in you there is no flaw.

⁸ Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, come with me from Lebanon! Descend^(a) the peak of Amana, from the summits of Senir and Hermon, from the dens of the lions, from the mountains of the leopards.⁹ You have captured my heart, my sister, my bride; you have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your neck.¹⁰ How delightful is your love, my sister, my bride. Your love is much better than wine, and the fragrance of your perfume than all spices.¹¹ Your lips, my bride, drip sweetness like the honeycomb; honey and milk are under your tongue, and the fragrance of your garments is like the aroma of Lebanon.¹² My sister, my bride, you are a garden locked up, a spring enclosed, a fountain sealed.¹³ Your branches are an orchard of pomegranates with the choicest of fruits, with henna and nard,¹⁴ with nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with every kind of incense tree, with myrrh and aloes, with all the finest spices.

¹⁵ You are a garden spring, a well of flowing water streaming down from Lebanon.

The Bride