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² My love has gone down to his garden,^(C1)
to beds of spice,^(C2)
to feed in the gardens^(C3)
and gather lilies.^(C4)3 I am my love’s and my love is mine;^(C1)
he feeds among the lilies.

⁴ You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling,
lovely as Jerusalem,
awe-inspiring as an army with banners.^(C1)5 Turn your eyes away from me,
for they captivate me.^(C1)
Your hair is like a flock of goats
streaming down from Gilead.^(C2)6 Your teeth are like a flock of ewes
coming up from washing,
each one having a twin,
and not one missing.^(F1)(C1)7 Behind your veil,^(C1)
your brow^(F1) is like a slice of pomegranate.⁸ There are sixty queens
and eighty concubines^(C1)
and young women^(F1) without number.⁹ But my dove,^(C1) my virtuous one, is unique;^(C2)
she is the favorite of her mother,
perfect to the one who gave her birth.
Women see her and declare her fortunate;^(C3)
queens and concubines also, and they sing her praises:¹⁰ Who is this^(C1) who shines like the dawn,
as beautiful as the moon,
bright as the sun,
awe-inspiring as an army with banners?^(C2)

¹¹ I came down to the walnut grove
to see the blossoms of the valley,
to see if the vines were budding^(C1)
and the pomegranates blooming.¹² I didn’t know what was happening to me.
I felt like I was
in a chariot with a nobleman.^(F1)

¹³ Come back, come back, Shulammite!^(F1)
Come back, come back, that we may look at you!