ل َكِنْ فَرِيدَةٌ هِيَ يَمامَتِي، كامِلَتِي. فَرِيدَةٌ عِندَ أُمِّها الَّتِي وَلَدَتها. الشّابّاتُ رَأيْنَها فَمَدَحْنَها. المَلِكاتُ وَالجَوارِي مَدَحْنَها. الفتياتُ يمدحنَها:
My dove, mine undefiled, is but one; She is the only one of her mother, She is the choice one of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and they called her blessed; The queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
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