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• If a man beget an hundred [children], and live many years, so that the days of his years be many, and his soul be not filled with good, and also [that] he have no burial; I say, [that] an untimely birth [is] better than he. (Ecclesiastes 6, 3)

• I [am] black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon. (Song of Solomon 1, 5)

• Thy cheeks are comely with rows [of jewels], thy neck with chains [of gold]. (Song of Solomon 1, 10)

• While the king [sitteth] at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof. (Song of Solomon 1, 12)

• The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines [with] the tender grape give a [good] smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away. (Song of Solomon 2, 13)

• O my dove, [that art] in the clefts of the rock, in the secret [places] of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet [is] thy voice, and thy countenance [is] comely. (Song of Solomon 2, 14)

• Thy lips [are] like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech [is] comely: thy temples [are] like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks. (Song of Solomon 4, 3)

• How fair is thy love, my sister, [my] spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices! (Song of Solomon 4, 10)

• Thy lips, O [my] spouse, drop [as] the honeycomb: honey and milk [are] under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments [is] like the smell of Lebanon. (Song of Solomon 4, 11)

• I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped [with] myrrh, and my fingers [with] sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock. (Song of Solomon 5, 5)

• His cheeks [are] as a bed of spices, [as] sweet flowers: his lips [like] lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh. (Song of Solomon 5, 13)

• Thou [art] beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as [an army] with banners. (Song of Solomon 6, 4)