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Your anointing oils are fragrant,
    your name is oil poured out;
    therefore the virgins love you.
Draw me after you, let us run.
    The king has brought me into his chambers.

Friends of the Woman

We will exult and rejoice in you;
    we will remember your love more than wine;
    rightly do they love you.

The Woman

I am dark, but still lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem,
    like the tents of Kedar,
    like the curtains of Solomon.

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