CHAPTER IV. Eho:d, thou art faire,my lovs,be- hold thou art faire; thine eyes 111JJJ (areas) doves, within thy locks : thy haire it as a flocke of goats ; th,t z appeare, from mount Gilead. Thy teeth, are like a flocke (of / beene) even (fborne) which come. up from the wafh- ing: which all ofthem beare twins, and none among them is bereaved-of-the - 3 yong. Thy lips, are like a threed of I fcarlet, and thy fpeech'is comely : thy Temp'es are like a piece of á pomegra- 4 nate , within thy locks. Thy necke, is like the tower of David, builded for an armory: a thoufand Bucklers hang thereon ; all, shields of mighty men. 5 Thy two brefts; are like two fawns, twins of the Isoe; which feed among 6 the Lillies. Vntill the day, dawne, and the fhadowes flee -away ; I will get me to the mow-mine of myrrh, and to the 7 hill of Frankincenfe. Thou 4,t all faire, my love ; and there it no blemiflt in thee. 8 1 Come with mee from Lebanon, my Spoufe, with me from Lebanon : looke from the top of Amanah , from the top of Shenir, and Hermon ; from the Dens of the Lions, from the mown 9 Baines of the Leopards. Thou haft ra. wilted-my-heart, my fitter my Spoufe: thou haft tavifhed-my- heart, with one of thine eyes, with one chaise of thy Io necke. How faire are thy loves, my fi- sfer,my.fpoufe t' how much better are thy loves thanwine, and the favour of thine ointments, than all fpices. Thy lips, drop the hony- comb, O Spoufe : honey and milke, arc under thy tongue; and the favour of thy garments, is as the fa- la vour of Lebanon. A garden locked, my lifter, my Spoufe: a fpring locked, a 13 fournaise fealed. Thy plants are an ort- yard of Pomegranats ; with fruit of pre - cious - things : Cypres, with Spikenard. 14 Spikenard, and Saffran, Calamus and Cinamon; with all trees of Frankin- cenfe : Myrrh and Aloes, w ith all the chiefe fpices. 1 5 Fountaine of gardens, well of living waters: and ftreaming from Lebanon. 16 Stirre -up thou North - winde and come thou South, blow upon my garden, that the f piccs thereof may flow -our: let my helcved come into his garden , and Bate the fruit of his precious- things. II CHAPTER IV. L0e, thou art faire; O thou my deareji -Love, Loe thou art faire; thine eyes are as the dove, Withinthy locks : asfloek ofgoats thy haire; Thatfrom the mount of Gilead doe appeare. Thy teeth, are like aflóeke of fheepe that are &a en ihorne,which from the wafltinç up doe fare: Which equal twins, doe bring forth, every one, And themamong bereav'd of -yong it none. Thy lops, are like unto afcarlet lace : vs1fo thy leech, it is with comely -grace : The temples- of -tbitte -head, thy locks within Like to a piece of pomegranate bane. 7h necke, is like unto a tourret -hye Of David, budded an armory : A thoufand Bucklers on it- hanged are; All, fhields of men that mighty - are-in -war. Thy two bre/Is, are like unto two fawns yong;. Twins ofthe Roe : which lilies feed among. Vntill day dawne, and fhadowes doe flee-hence; To mount of Myrrh, andhill of Frankincenfe Get me will I. (iffy love, thou art all faire; And blemifh none in thee. With me repaire From Lebanon, from Lebanon with me My Spoufe : from top of mount - Amanah fee, From Shenir top, and Hermon; from the Dens Of Lions, from the Leopards mountains. My filter Spoufe, thou haft my heart away Even ravifhed : thou haft my heart (fay) Even ravtfbed with one of thofe thine eyes, With one chain that about thy wecke implies. ¡lox faire, my filter Spoufe, are loves, ofthine! How are thy loves much better than it wine! And of thine ointments th'odoriferous. finell, (The odour of) all fpices doth excel. Thy lops, o Spoufe, doe drop the hony. comb : Honey and milke, are undrneath thy tongue; And favour of the garments thee upon, Is as the favour of (Mount) Lebanon. My Etter Spoufe, agarden clofe.locked. A locked firing, a fountain fall fealed. Thy plants are ofpomegranats an ortyard; With fruit ofprecious things: Cypres with Nard. Nard, Saffron, Calamus, and Cinamon, Trees of Frankincenfe every-one: Myrrh Aloes, with alias that furmount. O thou that art the gardens welling fount, The well of waters that doe lively-ping : And that from Lebanon the/lreames- doe- bring. Stir -ìcp thou North, and come thou south-wind upon my garden, that her Tice mayflow : (blow Into his garden my Belov'd repaire, And Bate bic fruit ofthings that precious are. Anrto- z 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 IO t 12 13 14 15 16
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