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SONG 5:1 I have come in to my garden, my sister-spouse, I have plucked my myrrh with my spice, I have eaten my comb with my honey, I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, drink, Yea, drink abundantly, O beloved ones! SONG 5:2 I am sleeping, but my heart waketh: The sound of my beloved knocking! `Open to me, my sister, my friend, My dove, my perfect one, For my head is filled `withdew, My locks `withdrops of the night.' SONG 5:3 I have put off my coat, how do I put it on? I have washed my feet, how do I defile them? SONG 5:4 My beloved sent his hand from the net-work, And my bowels were moved for him. SONG 5:5 I rose to open to my beloved, And my hands dropped myrrh, Yea, my fingers flowing myrrh, On the handles of the lock. SONG 5:6 I opened to my beloved, But my beloved withdrew -- he passed on, My soul went forth when he spake, I sought him, and found him not. I called him, and he answered me not. SONG 5:7 The watchmen who go round about the city, Found me, smote me, wounded me, Keepers of the walls lifted up my veil from off me. SONG 5:8 I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved -- What do ye tell him? that I `amsick with love! SONG 5:9 What `isthy beloved above `anybeloved, O fair among women? What `isthy beloved above `anybeloved, That thus thou hast adjured us? SONG 5:10 My beloved `isclear and ruddy, Conspicuous above a myriad! SONG 5:11 His head `ispure gold -- fine gold, His locks flowing, dark as a raven, SONG 5:12 His eyes as doves by streams of water, Washing in milk, sitting in fulness. SONG 5:13 His cheeks as a bed of the spice, towers of perfumes, His lips `arelilies, dropping flowing myrrh, SONG 5:14 His hands rings of gold, set with beryl, His heart bright ivory, covered with sapphires, SONG 5:15 His limbs pillars of marble, Founded on sockets of fine gold, His appearance as Lebanon, choice as the cedars. SONG 5:16 His mouth is sweetness -- and all of him desirable, This `ismy beloved, and this my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem!