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Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate
    behind your veil.
There are sixty queens and eighty concubines,
    and maidens[a] beyond numbering.
One alone is my dove, my perfect one,
    the darling of her mother,
    the favorite of the one who bore her.
The maidens saw her and proclaimed her blessed;
    the queens and concubines sang her praises.

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  1. Song of Songs 6:8 Queens . . . concubines . . . maidens: either all the women of Solomon’s harem or all the beautiful women in the land.