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The Song of Solomon
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Who is this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant? Behold his bed, which is Solomon's; threescore valiant men are about it, of the valiant Israel. They all hold swords, being expert in war: every man hath his sword upon his thigh because of the fear of the night. King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon. He made the pillars thereof of silver, the bottom thereof of gold, the covering of it of purple, the midst thereof being paved with love, for the daughters of Jerusalem. Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon with the crown wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals, in the day of the gladness of his heart.
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair is a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead. Thy teeth are like a flock or sheep that are even shorn, which came up from washing; whereof every one bear twins , and none is barren among them. Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks. Thy neck is like a tower of David builded for an armory, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.
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