Pulchrae sunt genae tuae

Thy cheeks are beautiful as the turtledove's,
thy neck as jewels.
We will make thee chains of gold,
inlaid with silver.
While the king was at his repose,
my spikenard sent forth the odour thereof.
(Song of Solomon 1: 10-12)



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Writer(s): Giovanni Pierluigi Palestrina, Bruno Turner
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