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6:1  Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither hath thy beloved turned him, that we may seek him with thee?
6:2  My beloved is gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
6:3  I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth his flock among the lilies.
6:4  Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
6:5  Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, that lie along the side of Gilead.
6:6  Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes, which are come up from the washing; whereof every one hath twins, and none is bereaved among them.
6:7  Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind thy veil.
6:8  There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.
6:9  My dove, my undefiled, is but one; she is the only one of her mother; she is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
6:10  Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, terrible as an army with banners?
6:11  I went down into the garden of nuts, to see the green plants of the valley, to see whether the vine budded, and the pomegranates were in flower.
6:12  Or ever I was aware, my soul set me among the chariots of my princely people.
6:13  Return, return, O Shulammite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. Why will ye look upon the Shulammite, as upon the dance of Mahanaim?