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Whither Is Thy Beloved Gone — Song of Solomon 6:8–10

There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, And virgins without number.
My dove, my undefiled, is but one; She is the only one of her mother; She is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed; Yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
SONG 6:8–9
Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, Fair as the moon, Clear as the sun, Terrible as an army with banners?
SONG 6:10
— 23 — Song of Solomon 6:8–10 ASV