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I am only a wild flower in Sharon, a lily in a mountain valley.
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Like a lily among thorns is my darling among women.
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Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my dearest compared to other men. I love to sit in its shadow, and its fruit is sweet to my taste.
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He brought me to his banquet hall and raised the banner of love over me.
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Restore my strength with raisins and refresh me with apples! I am weak from passion.
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His left hand is under my head, and his right hand caresses me.
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Promise me, women of Jerusalem; swear by the swift deer and the gazelles that you will not interrupt our love.
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I hear my lover's voice. He comes running over the mountains, racing across the hills to me.
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My lover is like a gazelle, like a young stag. There he stands beside the wall. He looks in through the window and glances through the lattice.
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My lover speaks to me. Come then, my love; my darling, come with me.
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The winter is over; the rains have stopped;
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in the countryside the flowers are in bloom. This is the time for singing; the song of doves is heard in the fields.
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Figs are beginning to ripen; the air is fragrant with blossoming vines. Come then, my love; my darling, come with me.
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You are like a dove that hides in the crevice of a rock. Let me see your lovely face and hear your enchanting voice.
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Catch the foxes, the little foxes, before they ruin our vineyard in bloom.
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My lover is mine, and I am his. He feeds his flock among the lilies
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until the morning breezes blow and the darkness disappears. Return, my darling, like a gazelle, like a stag on the mountains of Bether.
