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SEPTEMBER 1
And feed your little goats
September 1 9 Beside the shepherds’ tents.
I have compared you, my love,
To my filly among Pharaoh’s chariots.
10 Your cheeks are lovely with
Song of Solomon 1:1–2:17
ornaments,
1 The song of songs, which is Solomon’s. Your neck with chains of gold.
THE DAUGHTERS OF JERUSALEM
THE SHULAMITE
11 We will make you ornaments of gold
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his With studs of silver.
mouth—
For your love is better than wine. THE SHULAMITE
3 Because of the fragrance of your good 12 While the king is at his table,
ointments, My spikenard sends forth its
Your name is ointment poured forth; fragrance.
Therefore the virgins love you. 13 A bundle of myrrh is my beloved
4 Draw me away! to me,
That lies all night between my breasts.
THE DAUGHTERS OF JERUSALEM
14 My beloved is to me a cluster of henna
We will run after you. blooms
In the vineyards of En Gedi.
THE SHULAMITE
The king has brought me into his THE BELOVED
chambers. 15 Behold, you are fair, my love!
Behold, you are fair!
THE DAUGHTERS OF JERUSALEM
You have dove’s eyes.
We will be glad and rejoice in you.
THE SHULAMITE
We will remember your love more 16
than wine. Behold, you are handsome, my
beloved!
THE SHULAMITE Yes, pleasant!
Also our bed is green.
Rightly do they love you.
17 The beams of our houses are cedar,
5 I am dark, but lovely, And our rafters of fir.
O daughters of Jerusalem,
Like the tents of Kedar, 2 I am the rose of Sharon,
And the lily of the valleys.
Like the curtains of Solomon.
6 Do not look upon me, because THE BELOVED
I am dark, 2
Because the sun has tanned me. Like a lily among thorns,
So is my love among the daughters.
My mother’s sons were angry with me;
They made me the keeper of the THE SHULAMITE
vineyards, 3 Like an apple tree among the trees of
But my own vineyard I have not kept.
the woods,
(TO HER BELOVED) So is my beloved among the sons.
I sat down in his shade with great
7 Tell me, O you whom I love, delight,
Where you feed your flock, And his fruit was sweet to my taste.
Where you make it rest at noon.
For why should I be as one who veils THE SHULAMITE TO THE DAUGHTERS
herself OF JERUSALEM
By the flocks of your companions? 4 He brought me to the banqueting
house,
THE BELOVED
And his banner over me was love.
8 If you do not know, O fairest among 5 Sustain me with cakes of raisins,
women, Refresh me with apples,
Follow in the footsteps of the flock, For I am lovesick.

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