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11 His head is the finest gold;
    his locks are wavy,
    black as a raven.

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11 His head is purest gold;
    his hair is wavy
    and black as a raven.

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You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride;
    you have ravished my heart with a glance of your eyes,
    with one jewel of your necklace.(A)

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You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride;(A)
    you have stolen my heart
with one glance of your eyes,
    with one jewel of your necklace.(B)

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My dove, my perfect one, is the only one,
    the darling of her mother,
    flawless to her who bore her.
The maidens saw her and called her happy;
    the queens and concubines praised her.(A)

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but my dove,(A) my perfect one,(B) is unique,
    the only daughter of her mother,
    the favorite of the one who bore her.(C)
The young women saw her and called her blessed;
    the queens and concubines praised her.

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