“ Tell me, O you whom my soul loves, Where do you pasture your flock, Where do you make it lie down at noon? For why should I be like one who veils herself Beside the flocks of your companions?” Solomon, the Lover, Speaks
Tell me, thou whom my soul loveth, Where thou feedest, Where thou makest it to rest at noon; For why should I be as one veiled Beside the flocks of thy companions?
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