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OEB SNG Chapter 6

SNG 6 ©

6"Whither hath gone thy beloved,

O fairest of women?

Whiter hath turned thy beloved,

That with thee we may seek him?"

2"My love is gone down to his garden,

The terrace of spices,

To pasture his flock in his garden,

To pasture his flock in his garden

And gather the lilies.

3My beloved is mine, I am his,

’Mong the lilies he pastures."

In Praise of the Bride

4Thou art fair, my beloved, as Tirzah,

Lovely as Jerusalem,

Dread as an army with banners.

5Away from me turn those eyes

That stir me so strangely,

That hair like a flock of goats

Streaming down from mount Gilead,

6Those teeth like a flock of ewes,

Just come up from the washing,

Ranged in a double row,

Not one of them lacking;

7Those temples like pieces of pomegranate

Seen through thy veil.

8Three score queens had Solomon,

Concubines fourscore,

And maids without number.

9But she, my dove, is but one,

She, my stainless, is one.

Alone and peerless is she

To the mother who bore her.

The daughters, at sight of her, praised her;

Concubines, queens, sang her praises.

10Who is this that looks forth like the dawn,

Fair as the moon,

Clear as the sun,

And dread as an army with banners?

11"I went down to the garden of nuts,

To see the green shoots in the valley,

To see if the vines were in bud,

Or the pomegranates yet were in blossom.

12Or ever I knew, on his chariot

The prince of my people had set me."

13Turn thee, turn, maid of Shulem,

Turn thee, turn, that we see thee.

But what would ye see in the Shulammite?

(We would see her dance) the war-dance.

In Praise of the Bride as she dances the Sword-Dance

SNG 6 ©

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