| Chapter 8 |
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Oh that you were like my brother, Who sucked the breasts of my mother! If I found you outside, I would kiss you; Yes, and no one would despise me. --
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I would lead you, bringing you into my mother's house, Who would instruct me. I would have you drink spiced wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate. --
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His left hand would be under my head. His right hand would embrace me. --
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I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, That you not stir up, nor awaken love, Until it so desires. Friends --
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Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, Leaning on her beloved? Under the apple tree I aroused you. There your mother conceived you. There she was in labor and bore you. --
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Set me as a seal on your heart, As a seal on your arm; For love is strong as death. Jealousy is as cruel as Sheol; Its flashes are flashes of fire, A very flame of Yahweh. --
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Many waters can't quench love, Neither can floods drown it. If a man would give all the wealth of his house for love, He would be utterly scorned. Friends --
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We have a little sister. She has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister In the day when she is to be spoken for? --
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If she is a wall, We will build on her a turret of silver. If she is a door, We will enclose her with boards of cedar. Beloved --
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I am a wall, and my breasts like towers, Then I was in his eyes like one who found peace. --
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Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon. He leased out the vineyard to keepers. Each was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit. --
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My own vineyard is before me. The thousand are for you, Solomon; Two hundred for those who tend its fruit. Lover --
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You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance, Let me hear your voice! Beloved --
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Come away, my beloved! Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices! --
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