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My beloved is gone down to his garden, To the beds of spices, To feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies. |
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My beloved ª
is gone down ª°
into his garden, ª
to the beds ª
of spices, ª
to feed ª°
in the gardens, ª
and to gather ª°
lilies. ª |
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My beloued ª
is gone downe ª°
into his garden, ª
to the beds ª
of spices, ª
to feede ª°
in the gardens, ª
and to gather ª°
lillies. ª |
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My kinsman is gone down to his garden, to the beds of spice, to feed [his flock] in the gardens, and to gather lilies. |
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My beloved ª
is gone down ª°
into his garden, ª
to the beds ª
of spices, ª
to feed ª°
in the gardens, ª
and to gather ª°
lilies. ª |
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{Song of Songs 6:2} 
American Standard Version (ASV 1901)