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Behold thee beautiful, my friend, behold thee beautiful; thine eyes doves' from behind to thy veil: thy hair as a herd of goats which lay down from mount Gilead.

As a scarlet thread thy lips, and thy speech becoming: as a piece of pomegranate, thy temples from behind thy veil.

They watching going round about in the city, found me; they struck me, they wounded me: they watching the wall took away my veil from me.

As a piece of pomegranate thy temples from behind thy veil.