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Turn your eyes away from me,
        for they overwhelm me!

Your hair is like a flock of goats
        as they stream down from Gilead.
Your teeth are like a flock of ewes
        as they come up from the washing pool—
            all of them perfectly matched,
            not one of them lacks its twin.
Like a slice of pomegranate is the curve of your face
        behind the veil of your hair.

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Turn your eyes from me;
    they overwhelm me.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
    descending from Gilead.(A)
Your teeth are like a flock of sheep
    coming up from the washing.
Each has its twin,
    not one of them is missing.(B)
Your temples behind your veil(C)
    are like the halves of a pomegranate.(D)

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