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CH. V.

11 His head is wrought and pure gold :

His locks are bushy-black as a raven. 12 His eyes are like doves by canals of waters, Washed in milk, sitting by the full [pool]

13 His cheeks are as beds of aromatics[As] towers of perfumes.

His lips, lilies dropping liquid myrrh. 14 His hands, rings of gold set with the tarshish : His body, bright ivory covered with sapphires. 15 His legs, pillars of marble upon pedestals of gold;

His aspect, like Lebanon, noble as the cedars: 16 His mouth, sweetness itself; yea he is altoge

ther desirable!

This is my beloved, and this is my friend,

O ye daughters of Jerusalem !

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1 Whither is thy beloved gone,

O most beautiful of women ?

Whither is thy beloved turned aside ?
And we will seek him with thee.

SPOUSE.

2 My beloved is gone down into his garden, Unto the beds of aromatics;

To feed in his garden, and to gather lilies. 3 I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine : He feedeth among the lilies.

CH. VI.

SECTION X. [5th Evening.]

BRIDEGROOM.

4 Beautiful art thou my consort, as Tirzah,

CH. VI.

Comely as Jerusalem, formidable as bannered

[towers.]

5 Turn away thine eyes from me,
For they have overcome me.

6 Thy hair is like a flock of goats,
Which [come up] sleek from Gilead.
Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep
Which ascend from the washing;
All of them bearing twins,

And none of them miscarrying.

7 Like the flower of the pomegranate,

Are thy cheeks behind thy veil.

8 Threescore queens are they, and fourscore

concubines,

And virgins without number.

9 An only one is my dove, my accomplished

one;

The only one of her mother,

The darling of her that bare her.

The daughters saw her, and they blessed her;
The queens and concubines, and they praised

her;

10 Who is this that looketh forth as the dawn, 'Beautiful as the moon, splendid as the sun, 'And awful as the streamers ??

11 Into the garden of nuts I went down,
To examine the fruits of the valley;
To see if the vine budded,
If the pomegranates blossomed.

12 Ere I was aware, my soul, placed me
[As] on the chariots of Amminidab,

CH. VI.

VIRGIN 1.

13 Return, return, O Solima!

Return, return, that we may behold thee !

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How beautiful are thy feet in sandals,

O prince's daughter !

The cincture of thy loins is like jewellery,

The work of an artist's hands.

2 Thy clasp a round goblet, which wanteth not

mixed wine:

Thy body a heap of wheat, encompassed with lilies.

3 Thy breasts are like twin fawns of the roe : 4 Thy neck is like a tower of ivory.

Thine eyes are as the pools in Heshbon,
By the gate of Bath-rabbim:
Thy nose is like the tower of Lebanon,
Looking toward Damascus.

5 Thy head upon thee is like Carmel ;
And the tresses of thy head like the Porpura.

SECOND VIRGIN.

The king is detained in the galleries.

BRIDEGROOM.

6 How beautiful and how pleasing art thou, O

love, for delights!

7 This thy stature is like the palm-tree,

And thy breasts are like [its] clusters.

CH. VII.

8 I said, I will ascend the palm tree;

I will clasp its branches :

And thy breasts shall be to me as clusters of

the vine,

And the odour of thy breath like citrons.

9 Also thy palate is as the best wine,

Which is sent to those whom I love for their integrity;

And causeth the lips of them who are asleep

to murmur.

SPOUSE.

10 I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward

me.

SECTION XII. [6th Evening.]

SPOUSE.

11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the

fields,

Let us lodge in the villages.

12 We shall be ready for the vineyards,

We shall see whether the vine flourish,
[Whether] the tender bud open,
[Or] the pomegranate blossom.
There will I grant thee my affections..

13 The mandrakes yield their odour,
And over our gates are all precious fruits,
Both new and old,

[Which] my beloved, I have reserved for thee.

CH. VIII.

SPOUSE.

O that thou wert as my brother,

That sucked the breasts of my mother!
Should I find thee in the street,

I would kiss thee, and not be despised.

CH. VIII:

2 I would lead thee, I would bring thee

Into the house of my mother, who would in-
struct me.

I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine,
Of the new wine of my pomegranates.

[To the Virgins.]

3 His left hand is under my head,

And his right hand embraceth me.
4 I adjure ye, O daughters of Jerusalem,
Why should ye disturb, or why awake
The lovely one, until it please him ?

SECTION XIII. [7th Morning.]

VIRGINS.

5 Who is this that came from the wilderness,

Leaning upon her beloved?

BRIDEGROOM.

Under the citron tree I courted thee;

There thy mother plighted thee unto me,

[Even] there she that bare thee plighted thee

unto me.

SPOUSE.

6 Place me as a signet upon thine heart,

As a signet upon thine arm :

For love is strong as death;
Jealousy is cruel as the grave;
The darts thereof are darts of fire,

Which have the fiery flame of JAH. 7 Many waters cannot quench love ; Neither can the floods drown it.

If a man would give all the substance of his

house for love,

It would utterly be contemned.

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