<p class="poetry">There may be sixty<n id="1" /> queens,p> <p class="poetry">and eighty concubines,p> <p class="poetry">and young women<n id="2" /> without number.p>

<p class="poetry">Turn your eyes away from me &#8211;p> <p class="poetry">they overwhelm<n id="1" /> me!p> <p class="poetry">Your hair is like a flock of goatsp> <p class="poetry">descending from Mount Gilead.p>

<p class="poetry">Scarcely<n id="1" /> had I passed them byp> <p class="poetry">when I found my beloved!p> <p class="poetry">I held onto him<n id="2" /> tightly and would not let him go<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">until I brought him to my mother&#8217;s house,<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">to the bedroom chamber<n id="5" /> of the one who conceived me.p>