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I am my lover’s, and my lover is mine.
    He browses among the lilies.

Young Man

You are beautiful, my darling,
    like the lovely city of Tirzah.
Yes, as beautiful as Jerusalem,
    as majestic as an army with billowing banners.
Turn your eyes away,
    for they overpower me.
Your hair falls in waves,
    like a flock of goats winding down the slopes of Gilead.

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I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine;(A)
    he browses among the lilies.(B)

He

You are as beautiful as Tirzah,(C) my darling,
    as lovely as Jerusalem,(D)
    as majestic as troops with banners.(E)
Turn your eyes from me;
    they overwhelm me.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
    descending from Gilead.(F)

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