Song-of-solomon 4:1 - Ylt
Lo, thou `art' fair, my friend, lo, thou `art' fair, Thine eyes `are' doves behind thy veil, Thy hair as a row of the goats That have shone from mount Gilead,
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They mount up to the heavens, they go down again to the depths: Their soul melteth away because of trouble.
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