The Lover to His Beloved:
2:14 O my dove,
in the hiding places of the mountain crags,
let me see your face,
let me hear your voice;
for your voice is sweet,
and your face is lovely.
The Lover to His Beloved:
4:1 Oh,
Oh, you are beautiful!
Your eyes behind your veil are like doves.
Your hair is like a flock of female goats
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