← Song of Solomon

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• A. 7 As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.

• B. 8 There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.

• C. 9a My dove, my undefiled is but one;

• D. 9b My dove, my undefiled

• C'. 9c she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her.

• B'. 9d The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.

• A'. 10–11 Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners? I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished, and the pomegranates budded.