\NormalFont\ShortTitle{Song of Solomon}

{\MT Song of Solomon



\par }\PoetryChap{1}{\Q \VerseOne{1}{\SC{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 breasts are better than wine.


\par }{\Q \VS{3}And the smell of thine ointments is better than all spices:

\par }{\Q Thy name is ointment poured forth;

\par }{\Q Therefore do the young maidens love thee.


\par }{\Q \VS{4}They have drawn thee:

\par }{\Q We will run after thee, for the smell of thine ointments:

\par }{\Q The king has brought me into his closet:

\par }{\Q Let us rejoice and be glad in thee;

\par }{\Q We will love thy breasts more than wine:

\par }{\Q Righteousness loves thee.


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

\par }{\Q Ye daughters of Jerusalem,

\par }{\Q As the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.


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

\par }{\Q Because the sun has looked unfavorably upon me:

\par }{\Q My mother’s sons strove with me;

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

\par }{\Q I have not kept my own vineyard.


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{\Q \VS{7}Tell me,
{\ADD{thou}} whom my soul loves,

\par }{\Q Where thou tendest thy flock, where thou causest
{\ADD{them}} to rest at noon,

\par }{\Q Lest I become as one that is veiled by the flocks of thy companions.


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{\Q \VS{8}If thou know not thyself, thou fair one among women,

\par }{\Q Go thou forth by the footsteps of the flocks,

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


\par }{\Q \VS{9}I have likened thee, my companion,

\par }{\Q To my horses in the chariots of Pharaoh.


\par }{\Q \VS{10}How are thy cheeks beautiful as
{\ADD{those}} of a dove,

\par }{\Q Thy neck as chains!


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

\par }{\Q With studs of silver.


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{\Q \VS{12}So long as the king was at table,

\par }{\Q My spikenard gave forth its smell.


\par }{\Q \VS{13}My kinsman is to me a bundle of myrrh;

\par }{\Q He shall lie between my breasts.


\par }{\Q \VS{14}My kinsman is to me a cluster of camphor

\par }{\Q In the vineyards of Engedi.


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

\par }{\Q Behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are doves.


\par }{\Q \VS{16}Behold, thou art fair, my kinsman,

\par }{\Q Yea, beautiful, overshadowing our bed.


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

\par }{\Q Our ceilings are of cypress.


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\PoetryChap{2}{\Q \VerseOne{1}I am a flower of the plain,

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


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

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


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

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

\par }{\Q I desired his shadow, and sat down,

\par }{\Q And his fruit was sweet in my throat.


\par }{\Q \VS{4}Bring me into the wine house;

\par }{\Q Set love before me.


\par }{\Q \VS{5}Strengthen me with perfumes,

\par }{\Q Stay me with apples: for I
{\ADD{am}} wounded with love.


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

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


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{\Q \VS{7}I have charged you, ye daughters of Jerusalem,

\par }{\Q By the powers and by the virtues of the field,

\par }{\Q That ye do not rouse or wake
{\ADD{my}} love, until he please.


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{\Q \VS{8}The voice of my kinsman! behold, he comes leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills.


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{\Q \VS{9}My kinsman is like a roe

\par }{\Q Or a young hart on the mountains of Bethel:

\par }{\Q Behold, he is behind our wall,

\par }{\Q Looking through the windows,

\par }{\Q Peeping through the lattices.


\par }{\Q \VS{10}My kinsman answers, and says to me,

\par }{\Q Rise up, come, my companion, my fair one, my dove.


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

\par }{\Q The rain is gone, it has departed.


\par }{\Q \VS{12}The flowers are seen in the land;

\par }{\Q The time of pruning has arrived;

\par }{\Q The voice of the turtledove has been heard in our land.


\par }{\Q \VS{13}The fig tree has put forth its young figs,

\par }{\Q The vines put forth the tender grape, they yield a smell:

\par }{\Q Arise, come, my companion, my fair one, my dove; yea, come.


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{\Q \VS{14}{\ADD{Thou art}} my dove, in the shelter of the rock,

\par }{\Q Near the wall:

\par }{\Q Show me thy face,

\par }{\Q And cause me to hear thy voice;

\par }{\Q For thy voice is sweet,

\par }{\Q And thy countenance is beautiful.


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{\Q \VS{15}Take us the little foxes that spoil the vines:

\par }{\Q For our vines put forth tender grapes.


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

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


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{\Q \VS{17}Until the day dawn, and the shadows depart,

\par }{\Q Turn, my kinsman,

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

\par }{\Q On the mountains of the ravines.


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

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

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

\par }{\Q I called him, but he hearkened not to me.


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

\par }{\Q In the marketplaces, and in the streets,

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

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


\par }{\Q \VS{3}The watchmen who go their rounds in the city found me.

\par }{\Q {\ADD{I said}}, Have ye seen him whom my soul loves?


\par }{\Q \VS{4}{\ADD{It was}} as a little
{\ADD{while}} after I parted from them,

\par }{\Q That I found him whom my soul loves:

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

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

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


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{\Q \VS{5}I have charged you, O daughters of Jerusalem,

\par }{\Q By the powers and by the virtues of the field,

\par }{\Q That ye rouse not nor awake
{\ADD{my}} love, until he please.


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

\par }{\Q As pillars of smoke,

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

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


\par }{\Q \VS{7}Behold Solomon’s bed;

\par }{\Q Sixty mighty men of the mighty ones of Israel are round about it.


\par }{\Q \VS{8}They all hold a sword,

\par }{\Q Being expert in war:

\par }{\Q Every man
{\ADD{has}} his sword upon his thigh

\par }{\Q Because of fear by night.


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{\Q \VS{9}King Solomon made himself a litter of woods of Lebanon.


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

\par }{\Q The bottom of it gold,

\par }{\Q The covering of it scarlet,

\par }{\Q In the midst of it a pavement of love,

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


\par }{\Q \VS{11}Go forth, ye daughters of Zion,

\par }{\Q And behold King Solomon,

\par }{\Q With the crown wherewith his mother 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 companion;

\par }{\Q Behold, thou art fair;

\par }{\Q Thine eyes are doves,

\par }{\Q Beside thy veil:

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

\par }{\Q That have appeared from Gilead.


\par }{\Q \VS{2}Thy teeth are as flocks of shorn
{\ADD{sheep}},

\par }{\Q That have gone up from the washing;

\par }{\Q All of them bearing twins,

\par }{\Q And there is not a barren one among them.


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

\par }{\Q And thy speech is comely:

\par }{\Q Like the rind of a pomegranate

\par }{\Q Is thy cheek without thy veil.


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

\par }{\Q That was built for an armory:

\par }{\Q A thousand shields hang upon it,

\par }{\Q {\ADD{And}} all darts of mighty men.


\par }{\Q \VS{5}Thy two breasts are as two twin fawns,

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


\par }{\Q \VS{6}Until the day dawn, and the shadows depart,

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

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


\par }{\Q \VS{7}Thou art all fair, my companion,

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


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{\Q \VS{8}Come from Lebanon,
{\ADD{my}} bride, come from Lebanon:

\par }{\Q Thou shalt come and pass from the top of Faith,

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

\par }{\Q From the lions’ dens, from the mountains of the leopards.


\par }{\Q \VS{9}My sister,
{\ADD{my}} spouse,

\par }{\Q Thou hast ravished my heart;

\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 beautiful are thy breasts, my sister, my spouse!

\par }{\Q How much more beautiful are thy breasts than wine,

\par }{\Q And the smell of thy garments than all spices!


\par }{\Q \VS{11}Thy lips drop honeycomb, my spouse:

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

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


\par }{\Q \VS{12}My sister,
{\ADD{my}} spouse is a garden enclosed;

\par }{\Q A garden enclosed, a fountain sealed.


\par }{\Q \VS{13}Thy shoots are a garden of pomegranates, with the fruit of choice berries;

\par }{\Q Camphor, with spikenard:


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

\par }{\Q Calamus and cinnamon;

\par }{\Q With all woods of Lebanon,

\par }{\Q Myrrh, aloes, with all chief spices:


\par }{\Q \VS{15}A fountain of a garden,

\par }{\Q And a well of water springing and gurgling from Lebanon.


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

\par }{\Q And blow through my garden, and let my spices flow out.


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\PoetryChap{5}{\Q \VerseOne{1}Let my kinsman come down into his garden,

\par }{\Q And eat the fruit of his choice berries.

\par }{\Q I am come into my garden, my sister,
{\ADD{my}} spouse:

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

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

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

\par }{\Q Eat, O friends, and drink;

\par }{\Q Yea, brethren, drink abundantly.


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{\Q \VS{2}I sleep, but my heart is awake:

\par }{\Q The voice of my kinsman knocks at the door,
{\ADD{saying}},

\par }{\Q Open, open to me, my companion, my sister,

\par }{\Q My dove, my perfect one:

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

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


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

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


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

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


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

\par }{\Q My hands dropped myrrh,

\par }{\Q My fingers choice myrrh,

\par }{\Q On the handles of the lock.


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

\par }{\Q My kinsman was gone:

\par }{\Q My soul failed at his speech:

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

\par }{\Q I called him, but he answered me not.


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

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

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


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

\par }{\Q By the powers and the virtues of the field:

\par }{\Q If ye should find my kinsman, what are ye to say to him?

\par }{\Q That I am wounded with love.


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

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

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

\par }{\Q That thou hast so charged us?


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

\par }{\Q Chosen out from myriads.


\par }{\Q \VS{11}His head is
{\ADD{as}} very fine gold,

\par }{\Q His locks are flowing, black as a raven.


\par }{\Q \VS{12}His eyes are as doves, by the pools of waters,

\par }{\Q Washed with milk,

\par }{\Q Sitting by the pools.


\par }{\Q \VS{13}His cheeks are as bowls of spices pouring forth perfumes:

\par }{\Q His lips are lilies, dropping choice myrrh.


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

\par }{\Q His belly is an ivory tablet on a sapphire stone.


\par }{\Q \VS{15}His legs are marble pillars set on golden sockets:

\par }{\Q His form is as Lebanon, choice as the cedars.


\par }{\Q \VS{16}His throat is most sweet, and altogether desirable.

\par }{\Q This is my kinsman,

\par }{\Q And this is my companion,

\par }{\Q O daughters of Jerusalem.


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

\par }{\Q Thou beautiful among women?

\par }{\Q Whither has thy kinsman turned aside?

\par }{\Q {\ADD{Tell us}}, and we will seek him with thee.


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{\Q \VS{2}My kinsman is gone down to his garden, to the beds of spice,

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


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

\par }{\Q Who feeds among the lilies.


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{\Q \VS{4}Thou art fair, my companion, as Pleasure,

\par }{\Q Beautiful as Jerusalem,

\par }{\Q Terrible as
{\ADD{armies}} set in array.


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

\par }{\Q For they have ravished me:

\par }{\Q Thy hair is as flocks of goats

\par }{\Q Which have appeared from Gilead.


\par }{\Q \VS{6}Thy teeth are as flocks of shorn
{\ADD{sheep}},

\par }{\Q That have gone up from the washing,

\par }{\Q All of them bearing twins,

\par }{\Q And there is none barren among them:

\par }{\Q Thy lips are as a thread of scarlet,

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


\par }{\Q \VS{7}Thy cheek is like the rind of a pomegranate,

\par }{\Q {\ADD{Being seen}} without thy veil.


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{\Q \VS{8}There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines,

\par }{\Q And maidens without number.


\par }{\Q \VS{9}My dove, my perfect one is one;

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

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

\par }{\Q The daughters saw her, and the queens will pronounce her blessed,

\par }{\Q Yea, and the concubines, and they will praise her.


\par }{\Q \VS{10}Who is this that looks forth as the morning,

\par }{\Q Fair as the moon, choice as the sun,

\par }{\Q Terrible as
{\ADD{armies}} set in array?


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

\par }{\Q To look at the fruits of the valley,

\par }{\Q To see if the vine flowered,

\par }{\Q {\ADD{If}} the pomegranates blossomed.


\par }{\Q \VS{12}There I will give thee my breasts:

\par }{\Q My soul knew
{\ADD{it}} not:

\par }{\Q It made me as the chariots of Amminadab.


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\PoetryChap{7}{\Q \VerseOne{1}Return, return, O Shulammite;

\par }{\Q Return, return, and we will look at thee.

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{\Q What will ye see in the Shulammite?

\par }{\Q She comes as bands of armies.


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{\Q \VS{2}Thy steps are beautiful in shoes,

\par }{\Q O daughter of the prince:

\par }{\Q The joints of
{\ADD{thy}} thighs are like chains,

\par }{\Q The work of the craftsman.


\par }{\Q \VS{3}Thy navel is
{\ADD{as}} a turned bowl,

\par }{\Q Not wanting liquor;

\par }{\Q Thy belly is
{\ADD{as}} a heap of wheat

\par }{\Q Set about with lilies.


\par }{\Q \VS{4}Thy two breasts are as two twin fawns.


\par }{\Q \VS{5}Thy neck is as an ivory tower;

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

\par }{\Q By the gates of the daughter of many:

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

\par }{\Q Looking toward Damascus.


\par }{\Q \VS{6}Thy head upon thee is as Carmel,

\par }{\Q And the curls of thy hair like scarlet;

\par }{\Q The king is bound in the galleries.


\par }{\Q \VS{7}How beautiful art thou,

\par }{\Q And how sweet art thou,
{\ADD{my}} love!


\par }{\Q \VS{8}This is thy greatness in thy delights:

\par }{\Q Thou wast made like a palm tree,

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


\par }{\Q \VS{9}I said, I will go up to the palm tree,

\par }{\Q I will take hold of its high boughs:

\par }{\Q And now shall thy breasts be as clusters of the vine,

\par }{\Q And the smell of thy nose as apples;


\par }{\Q \VS{10}And thy throat as good wine,

\par }{\Q Going well with my kinsman,

\par }{\Q Suiting my lips and teeth.


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{\Q \VS{11}I am my kinsman’s,

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


\par }{\Q \VS{12}Come, my kinsman, let us go forth into the field;

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


\par }{\Q \VS{13}Let us go early into the vineyards;

\par }{\Q Let us see if the vine has flowered,

\par }{\Q {\ADD{If}} the blossoms have appeared,

\par }{\Q If the pomegranates have blossomed;

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


\par }{\Q \VS{14}The mandrakes have given a smell,

\par }{\Q And at our doors
{\ADD{are}} all kinds of choice fruits, new and old.

\par }{\Q O my kinsman, I have kept
{\ADD{them}} for thee.


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\PoetryChap{8}{\Q \VerseOne{1}I would that thou, O my kinsman, wert he that sucked the breasts of my mother;

\par }{\Q When I found thee without, I would kiss thee;

\par }{\Q Yea, they should not despise me.


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

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

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

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


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

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


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{\Q \VS{4}I have charged you, ye daughters of Jerusalem,

\par }{\Q By the virtues of the field,

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


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{\Q \VS{5}Who is this that comes up all white,

\par }{\Q Leaning on her kinsman?

\par }{\Q I raised thee up under an apple tree;

\par }{\Q There thy mother brought thee forth;

\par }{\Q There she that bore thee brought thee forth.


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{\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 the grave,

\par }{\Q Her shafts are shafts of fire,
{\ADD{even}} the flames thereof.


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{\Q \VS{7}Much water will not be able to quench love,

\par }{\Q And rivers shall not drown it;

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

\par }{\Q {\ADD{Men}} would utterly despise it.


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{\Q \VS{8}Our sister is little, and has no breasts;

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

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


\par }{\Q \VS{9}If she is a wall, let us build upon her silver bulwarks;

\par }{\Q And if she is a door, let us carve for her cedar panels.


\par }{\Q \VS{10}I am a wall, and my breasts are as towers;

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


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

\par }{\Q He let his vineyard to keepers;

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


\par }{\Q \VS{12}My vineyard, even mine, is before me;

\par }{\Q Solomon
{\ADD{shall have}} a thousand,

\par }{\Q And they that keep its fruit two hundred.


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

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

\par }{\Q Make me hear
{\ADD{it}}.


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{\Q \VS{14}Away, my kinsman, and be like a doe

\par }{\Q Or a fawn on the mountains of spices.


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