I sought him whom my soul loveth. I sought him, but I found him not.
I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways and I will seek him whom my soul loveth. I sought him, but I found him not.
I am the lily of the valleys.
As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the cities.
As the apple tree among the trees of the woods, so is my beloved among the sons.
I sat down under his shadow with great delight; his banner of shadows over me was love.
His fruit was sweet to my taste.
His right hand doth embrace me.
O my love, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voi
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