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My beloved [is] unto me [as] a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi (1:14) Behold, thou [art] fair, my love; behold, thou [art] fair; thou [hast] doves' eyes (1:15) Behold, thou [art] fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed [is] green (1:16) The beams of our house [are] cedar, [and] our rafters of fir
(1:17)
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