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Ask a QuestionTurn away your [flashing] eyes from me, for they have overcome me! Your hair is like a flock of goats trailing down from Mount Gilead.
You have built also for yourself a vaulted chamber (brothel) and have made a high place [of idol worship] in every street.
For was your sister Sodom not mentioned by you [except] as a byword in the day of your pride,
O my love [he said as he saw her], you remind me of my [favorite] mare in the chariot spans of Pharaoh.
My beloved [shepherd] is to me a cluster of henna flowers in the vineyards of En-gedi [famed for its fragrant shrubs].
But Solomon replied, Like the lily among thorns, so are you, my love, among the daughters.
The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing [of birds] has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him that I am sick from love [simply sick to be with him].
His head is [as precious as] the finest gold; his locks are curly and bushy and black as a raven.
I decked you also with ornaments and I put bracelets on your wrists and a chain on your neck.
And I put a ring on your nostril and earrings in your ears and a beautiful crown upon your head!
And you took your embroidered garments and covered them and set My oil and My incense before them.
Moreover, you multiplied your harlotry with the land of trade, with Chaldea, and yet even with this you were not satisfied.
You bear the penalty of your lewdness and your [idolatrous] abominations, says the Lord.
[And she continues] The odor of your ointments is fragrant; your name is like perfume poured out. Therefore do the maidens love you.
[She cried] Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved [shepherd], yes, delightful! Our arbor and couch are green and leafy.
My beloved is like a gazelle or a young hart. Behold, he stands behind the wall of our house, he looks in through the windows, he glances through the lattice.
Your lips, O my [promised] bride, drop honey as the honeycomb; honey and milk are under your tongue. And the odor of your garments is like the odor of Lebanon.
The watchmen who go about the city found me. They struck me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took my veil and my mantle from me.
Your stature is like that of a palm tree, and your bosom like its clusters [of dates, declared the king].