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Yeshurun sings, when in him it sees a delicate beauty in the bloom of her youth
playing the lyre in her bosom’s embrace, her song gladdening the sorrowful heart.
A charming doe [even] without kohl…
Jeshurun sings when they see him
Tender beauty in her youth
She plays and her violin is on her bosom
And its singing brings gladness to the heart of the gloomy
An unadorned graceful gazelle
Embellish…