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Song of Songs chapter 8

If only you were like a to me, one who — then if I found you outside, I could kiss you, and no one would look down on me.I would lead you, bring you into — . I would give you to drink, the .His left arm beneath my head, his right arm ., — do not , do not awaken love until it desires to rise on its own.Who is this , leaning on her beloved? Beneath the I you — there your mother labored with you, there she who bore you was in labor.Set me as a over your heart, as a seal on your arm — for love is as as death, its as unyielding as . Its flames are flames of fire, . cannot extinguish love, rivers cannot sweep it away. If a man offered all the wealth of his house for love, he would be .We have a whose breasts have not yet grown. What will we do for our sister on the day she is ?If she is a , we will build on her a turret of silver. If she is a , we will enclose her with panels of cedar., and my breasts are like towers. So in his eyes I have become .Solomon had a at . He entrusted the vineyard to keepers; each would bring for its fruit .. The thousand is yours, Solomon, and two hundred for those who tend its fruit.You who sit in the , our are listening — let me hear your voice., my love! Be like a , like a young stag on the .