The Song of Songs 4:1-3

Behold, thou [art] fair
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my love
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behold, thou [art] fair
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thou [hast] doves
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eyes
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within
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thy locks
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thy hair
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[is] as a flock
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of goats
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that appear
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from mount
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Gilead
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{that...: or, that eat of, etc}

Thy teeth
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[are] like a flock
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[of sheep that are even] shorn
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which came up
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from the washing
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whereof every one bear twins
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and none [is] barren
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among them.

Thy lips
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[are] like a thread
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of scarlet
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and thy speech
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[is] comely
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thy temples
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[are] like a piece
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of a pomegranate
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within
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thy locks
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