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My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, To feed in the gardens and to gather lilies.

I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies.

Thou art fair, my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as troops with banners:

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She

My beloved has gone(A) down to his garden,(B)
    to the beds of spices,(C)
to browse in the gardens
    and to gather lilies.
I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine;(D)
    he browses among the lilies.(E)

He

You are as beautiful as Tirzah,(F) my darling,
    as lovely as Jerusalem,(G)
    as majestic as troops with banners.(H)

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