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Turn your eyes away from me,
For they have overwhelmed me;
(A)Your hair is like a flock of goats
That have leapt down from Gilead.
(B)Your teeth are like a flock of ewes
Which have come up from their washing,
All of which bear twins,
And not one among them has [a]lost her young.
(C)Your temples are like a slice of a pomegranate
Behind your veil.

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  1. Song of Songs 6:6 Or miscarried