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    nor did I liken any priceless gem to her;
Because all gold, in view of her, is a bit of sand,
    and before her, silver is to be accounted mire.
10 Beyond health and beauty I loved her,
And I chose to have her rather than the light,
    because her radiance never ceases.(A)
11 Yet all good things together came to me with her,(B)
    and countless riches at her hands;

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