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“I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes and by the does of the field, that you neither stir up nor awaken my love until she pleases.

“Who is she who comes up out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and incense, and with all the spices of the merchant?

“Behold his bed, which is Solomon’s! Sixty strong men of the valiant men of Israel are all around it.

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