\NormalFont\ShortTitle{Song of Solomon}

{\MT THE SONG OF SOLOMON



\par }\ChapOne{1}{\PP \VerseOne{1}The Song of songs, which is Solomon’s.


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{\Q \VS{2}Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth;

\par }{\Q For thy love is better than wine.


\par }{\Q \VS{3}Thine oils have a goodly fragrance;

\par }{\Q Thy name is
{\ADD{as}} oil poured forth;

\par }{\Q Therefore do the virgins love thee.


\par }{\Q \VS{4}Draw me; we will run after thee:

\par }{\Q The king hath brought me into his chambers;

\par }{\Q We will be glad and rejoice in thee;

\par }{\Q We will make mention of thy love more than of wine:

\par }{\Q Rightly do they love thee.


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{\Q \VS{5}I am black, but comely,

\par }{\Q O ye daughters of Jerusalem,

\par }{\Q As the tents of Kedar,

\par }{\Q As the curtains of Solomon.


\par }{\Q \VS{6}Look not upon me, because I am swarthy,

\par }{\Q Because the sun hath scorched me.

\par }{\Q My mother’s sons were incensed against me;

\par }{\Q They made me keeper of the vineyards;

\par }{\Q {\ADD{But}} mine own vineyard have I not kept.


\par }{\Q \VS{7}Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth,

\par }{\Q Where thou feedest
{\ADD{thy flock}},

\par }{\Q Where thou makest
{\ADD{it}} to rest at noon:

\par }{\Q For why should I be as one that is veiled

\par }{\Q Beside the flocks of thy companions?


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{\Q \VS{8}If thou know not, O thou fairest among women,

\par }{\Q Go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock,

\par }{\Q And feed thy kids beside the shepherds’ tents.


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{\Q \VS{9}I have compared thee, O my love,

\par }{\Q To a steed in Pharaoh’s chariots.


\par }{\Q \VS{10}Thy cheeks are comely with plaits
{\ADD{of hair}},

\par }{\Q Thy neck with strings of jewels.


\par }{\Q \VS{11}We will make thee plaits of gold

\par }{\Q With studs of silver.


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{\Q \VS{12}While the king sat at his table,

\par }{\Q My spikenard sent forth its fragrance.


\par }{\Q \VS{13}My beloved is unto me
{\ADD{as}} a bundle of myrrh,

\par }{\Q That lieth betwixt my breasts.


\par }{\Q \VS{14}My beloved is unto me
{\ADD{as}} a cluster of henna-flowers

\par }{\Q In the vineyards of En-gedi.


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{\Q \VS{15}Behold, thou art fair, my love;

\par }{\Q Behold thou art fair;

\par }{\Q Thine eyes are
{\ADD{as}} doves.


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{\Q \VS{16}Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant:

\par }{\Q Also our couch is green.


\par }{\Q \VS{17}The beams of our house are cedars,

\par }{\Q {\ADD{And}} our rafters are firs.




\par }\PoetryChap{2}{\Q \VerseOne{1}I am a rose of Sharon,

\par }{\Q A lily of the valleys.


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{\Q \VS{2}As a lily among thorns,

\par }{\Q So is my love among the daughters.


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{\Q \VS{3}As the apple-tree among the trees of the wood,

\par }{\Q So is my beloved among the sons.

\par }{\Q I sat down under his shadow with great delight,

\par }{\Q And his fruit was sweet to my taste.


\par }{\Q \VS{4}He brought me to the banqueting-house,

\par }{\Q And his banner over me was love.


\par }{\Q \VS{5}Stay ye me with raisins, refresh me with apples;

\par }{\Q For I am sick from love.


\par }{\Q \VS{6}His left hand
{\ADD{is}} under my head,

\par }{\Q And his right hand doth embrace me.


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{\Q \VS{7}I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,

\par }{\Q By the roes, or by the hinds of the field,

\par }{\Q That ye stir not up, nor awake
{\ADD{my}} love,

\par }{\Q Until he please.


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{\Q \VS{8}The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh,

\par }{\Q Leaping upon the mountains,

\par }{\Q Skipping upon the hills.


\par }{\Q \VS{9}My beloved is like a roe or a young hart:

\par }{\Q Behold, he standeth behind our wall;

\par }{\Q He looketh in at the windows;

\par }{\Q He glanceth through the lattice.


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{\Q \VS{10}My beloved spake, and said unto me,

\par }{\Q Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.


\par }{\Q \VS{11}For, lo, the winter is past;

\par }{\Q The rain is over and gone;


\par }{\Q \VS{12}The flowers appear on the earth;

\par }{\Q The time of the singing
{\ADD{of birds}} is come,

\par }{\Q And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land;


\par }{\Q \VS{13}The fig-tree ripeneth her green figs,

\par }{\Q And the vines are in blossom;

\par }{\Q They give forth their fragrance.

\par }{\Q Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.


\par }{\Q \VS{14}O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock,

\par }{\Q In the covert of the steep place,

\par }{\Q Let me see thy countenance,

\par }{\Q Let me hear thy voice;

\par }{\Q For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.


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{\Q \VS{15}Take us the foxes, the little foxes,

\par }{\Q That spoil the vineyards;

\par }{\Q For our vineyards are in blossom.


\par }{\Q \VS{16}My beloved is mine, and I am his:

\par }{\Q He feedeth
{\ADD{his flock}} among the lilies.


\par }{\Q \VS{17}Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away,

\par }{\Q Turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart

\par }{\Q Upon the mountains of Bether.


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\PoetryChap{3}{\Q \VerseOne{1}By night on my bed

\par }{\Q I sought him whom my soul loveth:

\par }{\Q I sought him, but I found him not.


\par }{\Q \VS{2}{\ADD{I said}}, I will rise now, and go about the city;

\par }{\Q In the streets and in the broad ways

\par }{\Q I will seek him whom my soul loveth:

\par }{\Q I sought him, but I found him not.


\par }{\Q \VS{3}The watchmen that go about the city found me;

\par }{\Q {\ADD{To whom I said}}, Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?


\par }{\Q \VS{4}It was but a little that I passed from them,

\par }{\Q When I found him whom my soul loveth:

\par }{\Q I held him, and would not let him go,

\par }{\Q Until I had brought him into my mother’s house,

\par }{\Q And into the chamber of her that conceived me.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{5}I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,

\par }{\Q By the roes, or by the hinds of the field,

\par }{\Q That ye stir not up, nor awake
{\ADD{my}} love,

\par }{\Q Until he please.


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{\Q \VS{6}Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness

\par }{\Q Like pillars of smoke,

\par }{\Q Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense,

\par }{\Q With all powders of the merchant?


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{\Q \VS{7}Behold, it is the litter of Solomon;

\par }{\Q Threescore mighty men are about it,

\par }{\Q Of the mighty men of Israel.


\par }{\Q \VS{8}They all handle the sword,
{\ADD{and}} are expert in war:

\par }{\Q Every man hath his sword upon his thigh,

\par }{\Q Because of fear in the night.


\par }{\Q \VS{9}King Solomon made himself a palanquin

\par }{\Q Of the wood of Lebanon.


\par }{\Q \VS{10}He made the pillars thereof of silver,

\par }{\Q The bottom thereof of gold, the seat of it of purple,

\par }{\Q The midst thereof being paved with love,

\par }{\Q From the daughters of Jerusalem.


\par }{\Q \VS{11}Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon,

\par }{\Q With the crown wherewith his mother hath crowned him

\par }{\Q In the day of his espousals,

\par }{\Q And in the day of the gladness of his heart.


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\PoetryChap{4}{\Q \VerseOne{1}Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair;

\par }{\Q Thine eyes are
{\ADD{as}} doves behind thy veil.

\par }{\Q Thy hair is as a flock of goats,

\par }{\Q That lie along the side of mount Gilead.


\par }{\Q \VS{2}Thy teeth are like a flock
{\ADD{of ewes}} that are
{\ADD{newly}} shorn,

\par }{\Q Which are come up from the washing,

\par }{\Q Whereof every one hath twins,

\par }{\Q And none is bereaved among them.


\par }{\Q \VS{3}Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet,

\par }{\Q And thy mouth is comely.

\par }{\Q Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate

\par }{\Q Behind thy veil.


\par }{\Q \VS{4}Thy neck is like the tower of David

\par }{\Q Builded for an armory,

\par }{\Q Whereon there hang a thousand bucklers,

\par }{\Q All the shields of the mighty men.


\par }{\Q \VS{5}Thy two breasts are like two fawns

\par }{\Q That are twins of a roe,

\par }{\Q Which feed among the lilies.


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{\Q \VS{6}Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away,

\par }{\Q I will get me to the mountain of myrrh,

\par }{\Q And to the hill of frankincense.


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{\Q \VS{7}Thou art all fair, my love;

\par }{\Q And there is no spot in thee.


\par }{\Q \VS{8}Come with me from Lebanon,
{\ADD{my}} bride,

\par }{\Q With me from Lebanon:

\par }{\Q Look from the top of Amana,

\par }{\Q From the top of Senir and Hermon,

\par }{\Q From the lions’ dens,

\par }{\Q From the mountains of the leopards.


\par }{\Q \VS{9}Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister,
{\ADD{my}} bride;

\par }{\Q Thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes,

\par }{\Q With one chain of thy neck.


\par }{\Q \VS{10}How fair is thy love, my sister,
{\ADD{my}} bride!

\par }{\Q How much better is thy love than wine!

\par }{\Q And the fragrance of thine oils than all manner of spices!


\par }{\Q \VS{11}Thy lips, O
{\ADD{my}} bride, drop
{\ADD{as}} the honeycomb:

\par }{\Q Honey and milk are under thy tongue;

\par }{\Q And the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.


\par }{\Q \VS{12}A garden shut up is my sister,
{\ADD{my}} bride;

\par }{\Q A spring shut up, a fountain sealed.


\par }{\Q \VS{13}Thy shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits;

\par }{\Q Henna with spikenard plants,


\par }{\Q \VS{14}Spikenard and saffron,

\par }{\Q Calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense;

\par }{\Q Myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices.


\par }{\Q \VS{15}{\ADD{Thou art}} a fountain of gardens,

\par }{\Q A well of living waters,

\par }{\Q And flowing streams from Lebanon.


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{\Q \VS{16}Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south;

\par }{\Q Blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out.

\par }{\Q Let my beloved come into his garden,

\par }{\Q And eat his precious fruits.


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\PoetryChap{5}{\Q \VerseOne{1}I am come into my garden, my sister,
{\ADD{my}} bride:

\par }{\Q I have gathered my myrrh with my spice;

\par }{\Q I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey;

\par }{\Q I have drunk my wine with my milk.

\par }{\Q Eat, O friends;

\par }{\Q Drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.


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{\Q \VS{2}I was asleep, but my heart waked:

\par }{\Q It is the voice of my beloved that knocketh,
{\ADD{saying}},

\par }{\Q Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled;

\par }{\Q For my head is filled with dew,

\par }{\Q My locks with the drops of the night.


\par }{\Q \VS{3}I have put off my garment; how shall I put it on?

\par }{\Q I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?


\par }{\Q \VS{4}My beloved put in his hand by the hole
{\ADD{of the door}},

\par }{\Q And my heart was moved for him.


\par }{\Q \VS{5}I rose up to open to my beloved;

\par }{\Q And my hands dropped with myrrh,

\par }{\Q And my fingers with liquid myrrh,

\par }{\Q Upon the handles of the bolt.


\par }{\Q \VS{6}I opened to my beloved;

\par }{\Q But my beloved had withdrawn himself,
{\ADD{and}} was gone.

\par }{\Q My soul had failed me when he spake:

\par }{\Q I sought him, but I could not find him;

\par }{\Q I called him, but he gave me no answer.


\par }{\Q \VS{7}The watchmen that go about the city found me,

\par }{\Q They smote me, they wounded me;

\par }{\Q The keepers of the walls took away my mantle from me.


\par }{\Q \VS{8}I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,

\par }{\Q If ye find my beloved,

\par }{\Q That ye tell him, that I am sick from love.


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{\Q \VS{9}What is thy beloved more than
{\ADD{another}} beloved,

\par }{\Q O thou fairest among women?

\par }{\Q What is thy beloved more than
{\ADD{another}} beloved,

\par }{\Q That thou dost so adjure us?


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{\Q \VS{10}My beloved is white and ruddy,

\par }{\Q The chiefest among ten thousand.


\par }{\Q \VS{11}His head is
{\ADD{as}} the most fine gold;

\par }{\Q His locks are bushy,
{\ADD{and}} black as a raven.


\par }{\Q \VS{12}His eyes are like doves beside the water-brooks,

\par }{\Q Washed with milk,
{\ADD{and}} fitly set.


\par }{\Q \VS{13}His cheeks are as a bed of spices,

\par }{\Q {\ADD{As}} banks of sweet herbs:

\par }{\Q His lips are
{\ADD{as}} lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.


\par }{\Q \VS{14}His hands are
{\ADD{as}} rings of gold set with beryl:

\par }{\Q His body is
{\ADD{as}} ivory work overlaid
{\ADD{with}} sapphires.


\par }{\Q \VS{15}His legs are
{\ADD{as}} pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold:

\par }{\Q His aspect is like Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.


\par }{\Q \VS{16}His mouth is most sweet;

\par }{\Q Yea, he is altogether lovely.

\par }{\Q This is my beloved, and this is my friend,

\par }{\Q O daughters of Jerusalem.


\par }{\BB \par }


\PoetryChap{6}{\Q \VerseOne{1}Whither is thy beloved gone,

\par }{\Q O thou fairest among women?

\par }{\Q Whither hath thy beloved turned him,

\par }{\Q That we may seek him with thee?


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{\Q \VS{2}My beloved is gone down to his garden,

\par }{\Q To the beds of spices,

\par }{\Q To feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.


\par }{\Q \VS{3}I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine:

\par }{\Q He feedeth
{\ADD{his flock}} among the lilies.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{4}Thou art fair, O my love, as Tirzah,

\par }{\Q Comely as Jerusalem,

\par }{\Q Terrible as an army with banners.


\par }{\Q \VS{5}Turn away thine eyes from me,

\par }{\Q For they have overcome me.

\par }{\Q Thy hair is as a flock of goats,

\par }{\Q That lie along the side of Gilead.


\par }{\Q \VS{6}Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes,

\par }{\Q Which are come up from the washing;

\par }{\Q Whereof every one hath twins,

\par }{\Q And none is bereaved among them.


\par }{\Q \VS{7}Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate

\par }{\Q Behind thy veil.


\par }{\Q \VS{8}There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines,

\par }{\Q And virgins without number.


\par }{\Q \VS{9}My dove, my undefiled, is
{\ADD{but}} one;

\par }{\Q She is the only one of her mother;

\par }{\Q She is the choice one of her that bare her.

\par }{\Q The daughters saw her, and called her blessed;

\par }{\Q {\ADD{Yea}}, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.


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{\Q \VS{10}Who is she that looketh forth as the morning,

\par }{\Q Fair as the moon,

\par }{\Q Clear as the sun,

\par }{\Q Terrible as an army with banners?


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{\Q \VS{11}I went down into the garden of nuts,

\par }{\Q To see the green plants of the valley,

\par }{\Q To see whether the vine budded,

\par }{\Q {\ADD{And}} the pomegranates were in flower.


\par }{\Q \VS{12}Before I was aware, my soul set me

\par }{\Q {\ADD{Among}} the chariots of my princely people.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{13}Return, return, O Shulammite;

\par }{\Q Return, return, that we may look upon thee.

\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q Why will ye look upon the Shulammite,

\par }{\Q As upon the dance of Mahanaim?


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\PoetryChap{7}{\Q \VerseOne{1}How beautiful are thy feet in sandals, O prince’s daughter!

\par }{\Q Thy rounded thighs are like jewels,

\par }{\Q The work of the hands of a skilful workman.


\par }{\Q \VS{2}Thy body is
{\ADD{like}} a round goblet,

\par }{\Q {\ADD{Wherein}} no mingled wine is wanting:

\par }{\Q Thy waist is
{\ADD{like}} a heap of wheat

\par }{\Q Set about with lilies.


\par }{\Q \VS{3}Thy two breasts are like two fawns

\par }{\Q That are twins of a roe.


\par }{\Q \VS{4}Thy neck is like the tower of ivory;

\par }{\Q Thine eyes
{\ADD{as}} the pools in Heshbon,

\par }{\Q By the gate of Bath-rabbim;

\par }{\Q Thy nose is like the tower of Lebanon

\par }{\Q Which looketh toward Damascus.


\par }{\Q \VS{5}Thy head upon thee is like Carmel,

\par }{\Q And the hair of thy head like purple;

\par }{\Q The king is held captive in the tresses
{\ADD{thereof}}.


\par }{\Q \VS{6}How fair and how pleasant art thou,

\par }{\Q O love, for delights!


\par }{\Q \VS{7}This thy stature is like to a palm-tree,

\par }{\Q And thy breasts to its clusters.


\par }{\Q \VS{8}I said, I will climb up into the palm-tree,

\par }{\Q I will take hold of the branches thereof:

\par }{\Q Let thy breasts be as clusters of the vine,

\par }{\Q And the smell of thy breath like apples,


\par }{\Q \VS{9}And thy mouth like the best wine,

\par }{\Q That goeth down smoothly for my beloved,

\par }{\Q Gliding through the lips of those that are asleep.


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{\Q \VS{10}I am my beloved’s;

\par }{\Q And his desire is toward me.


\par }{\Q \VS{11}Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field;

\par }{\Q Let us lodge in the villages.


\par }{\Q \VS{12}Let us get up early to the vineyards;

\par }{\Q Let us see whether the vine hath budded,

\par }{\Q {\ADD{And}} its blossom is open,

\par }{\Q {\ADD{And}} the pomegranates are in flower:

\par }{\Q There will I give thee my love.


\par }{\Q \VS{13}The mandrakes give forth fragrance;

\par }{\Q And at our doors are all manner of precious fruits, new and old,

\par }{\Q Which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.




\par }\PoetryChap{8}{\Q \VerseOne{1}Oh that thou wert as my brother,

\par }{\Q That sucked the breasts of my mother!

\par }{\Q {\ADD{When}} I should find thee without, I would kiss thee;

\par }{\Q Yea, and none would despise me.


\par }{\Q \VS{2}I would lead thee,
{\ADD{and}} bring thee into my mother’s house,

\par }{\Q Who would instruct me;

\par }{\Q I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine,

\par }{\Q Of the juice of my pomegranate.


\par }{\Q \VS{3}His left hand
{\ADD{should be}} under my head,

\par }{\Q And his right hand should embrace me.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{4}I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,

\par }{\Q That ye stir not up, nor awake
{\ADD{my}} love,

\par }{\Q Until he please.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{5}Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness,

\par }{\Q Leaning upon her beloved?

\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q Under the apple-tree I awakened thee:

\par }{\Q There thy mother was in travail with thee,

\par }{\Q There was she in travail that brought thee forth.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{6}Set me as a seal upon thy heart,

\par }{\Q As a seal upon thine arm:

\par }{\Q For love is strong as death;

\par }{\Q Jealousy is cruel as Sheol;

\par }{\Q The flashes thereof are flashes of fire,

\par }{\Q A very flame of Jehovah.


\par }{\Q \VS{7}Many waters cannot quench love,

\par }{\Q Neither can floods drown it:

\par }{\Q If a man would give all the substance of his house for love,

\par }{\Q He would utterly be contemned.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{8}We have a little sister,

\par }{\Q And she hath no breasts:

\par }{\Q What shall we do for our sister

\par }{\Q In the day when she shall be spoken for?


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{9}If she be a wall,

\par }{\Q We will build upon her a turret of silver:

\par }{\Q And if she be a door,

\par }{\Q We will inclose her with boards of cedar.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{10}I am a wall, and my breasts like the towers
{\ADD{thereof}}:

\par }{\Q Then was I in his eyes as one that found peace.


\par }{\Q \VS{11}Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon;

\par }{\Q He let out the vineyard unto keepers;

\par }{\Q Every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand
{\ADD{pieces}} of silver.


\par }{\Q \VS{12}My vineyard, which is mine, is before me:

\par }{\Q Thou, O Solomon, shalt have the thousand,

\par }{\Q And those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{13}Thou that dwellest in the gardens,

\par }{\Q The companions hearken for thy voice:

\par }{\Q Cause me to hear it.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{14}Make haste, my beloved,

\par }{\Q And be thou like to a roe or to a young hart

\par }{\Q Upon the mountains of spices.


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