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1 Where is thy beloved gone,
O thou fairest among nashim?
Where is thy beloved turned aside,
that we may seek him with thee?
2 Dodi (my beloved) is gone down into his gan (garden),
to the beds of spices,
to feed in the ganim (gardens),
and to gather shoshanim (lilies).
3 I am my belovedʼs,
and my beloved is mine;
he feedeth among the shoshanim.
4 Thou art yafeh, O my love, as Tirtzah,
lovely as Yerushalayim,
awe-inspiring as bannered troops on the march.
5 Turn away thine eyes from me,
for they overwhelm me;
thy hair is as an eder of goats
that descend from Gil'ad.
6 Thy teeth are as an eder harechalim (flock of ewes)
which go up from the washing,
whereof every one is matched,
and there is not one missing among them.
7 As a half pomegranate is thy temple
within thy veil.
8 There are threescore melakhot (queens),
and fourscore pilagshim (concubines),
and alamot (young unmarried virgins) without number.
9 My yonah (dove), tammati (my perfect one, my undefiled) is unique;
she is the only one of her em (mother),
she is the barah (choice one) of her that bore her.
The banot saw her, they called her blessed;
yea, the melakhot and the pilagshim praise her.
10 Who is she that looks forth like the shachar (dawn),
yafeh as the levanah (moon), clear as the sun,
and awe-inspiring as bannered troops on the march?
11 I went down into the grove of nut trees
to see the blossoms of the valley,
and to see whether hagefen (the vine) flourished
and the pomegranates bloomed.
12 Before I was aware, my nefesh lifted me up
to the merkevot of ammi (my people) of one, a royal one.