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Draw me after you, let us make haste.
    The king has brought me into his chambers.
We will exult and rejoice in you;
    we will extol your love more than wine;
    rightly do they love you.

I am very dark, but comely,
    O daughters of Jerusalem,
like the tents of Kedar,
    like the curtains of Solomon.
Do not gaze at me because I am swarthy,
    because the sun has scorched me.
My mother’s sons were angry with me,
    they made me keeper of the vineyards;
    but, my own vineyard I have not kept!

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