The Canticle of canticles

Biblical text allotted to Solomon slightly adapted for the needs for the site Marco Polo.
Extracts borrowed from the version of the Bible of Jerusalem.
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CANTIQUE VI

Where did my lover went, O the most beautiful of women? Where did your lover flee, so that we seek for him with you? My beloved has descended to his garden, to the embalmed floors, to let his herd feed into the gardens, and to collect the lily. I belong to my beloved, and my beloved belong to me! He feeds the lily among his herd. You are beautiful, my friend, like Cirçé, charming like Jerusalem, frightening like a battalion. Divert from me your glances, because they assail me! Your hair is a herd of goats, undulating on the slopes of Galaad. Your teeth are a herd of ewes, which returns from the bath. Each one has its twin and none is deprived of it. Your cheeks are halves of grenade behind your veil. My lover has sixty queens and eighty concubines! and the yound girls without number. Unique is my dove, my perfect. She is the unique of her mother, the preferred by whom gave her birth. The young women saw her and where jealous, queens and concubines celebrated her: "Who is she who emerges like the dawn, beautiful like the moon, resplendent like the sun, frightening like battalions? " To the garden of the walnut trees I went down, to see the young growths of the valley, to see whether the vine buds, if the grenadines are in flowers. I do not know, but my desire threw me under the charms of Amminadîb!