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Song of Solomon 7
- As the chorus of `Mahanaim.' How beautiful were thy feet with sandals, O daughter of Nadib. The turnings of thy sides [are] as ornaments, Work of the hands of an artificer.
- Thy waist [is] a basin of roundness, It lacketh not the mixture, Thy body a heap of wheat, fenced with lilies,
- Thy two breasts as two young ones, twins of a roe,
- Thy neck as a tower of the ivory, Thine eyes pools in Heshbon, near the gate of Bath-Rabbim, Thy face as a tower of Lebanon looking to Damascus,
- Thy head upon thee as Carmel, And the locks of thy head as purple, The king is bound with the flowings!
- How fair and how pleasant hast thou been, O love, in delights.
- This thy stature hath been like to a palm, And thy breasts to clusters.
- I said, `Let me go up on the palm, Let me lay hold on its boughs, Yea, let thy breasts be, I pray thee, as clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of thy face as citrons,
- And thy palate as the good wine --' Flowing to my beloved in uprightness, Strengthening the lips of the aged!
- I [am] my beloved's, and on me [is] his desire.
- Come, my beloved, we go forth to the field,
- We lodge in the villages, we go early to the vineyards, We see if the vine hath flourished, The sweet smelling-flower hath opened. The pomegranates have blossomed, There do I give to thee my loves;
- The mandrakes have given fragrance, And at our openings all pleasant things, New, yea, old, my beloved, I laid up for thee!
Song of Solomon 8
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- Who doth make thee as a brother to me, Sucking the breasts of my mother? I find thee without, I kiss thee, Yea, they do not despise me,
- I lead thee, I bring thee in unto my mother's house, She doth teach me, I cause thee to drink of the perfumed wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate,
- His left hand [is] under my head, And his right doth embrace me.
- I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, How ye stir up, And how ye wake the love till she please!
- Who [is] this coming from the wilderness, Hasting herself for her beloved? Under the citron-tree I have waked thee, There did thy mother pledge thee, There she gave a pledge [that] bare thee.
- Set me as a seal on thy heart, as a seal on thine arm, For strong as death is love, Sharp as Sheol is jealousy, Its burnings [are] burnings of fire, a flame of Jah!
- Many waters are not able to quench the love, And floods do not wash it away. If one give all the wealth of his house for love, Treading down -- they tread upon it.
- We have a little sister, and breasts she hath not, What do we do for our sister, In the day that it is told of her?
- If she is a wall, we build by her a palace of silver. And if she is a door, We fashion by her board-work of cedar.
- I [am] a wall, and my breasts as towers, Then I have been in his eyes as one finding peace.
- Solomon hath a vineyard in Baal-Hamon, He hath given the vineyard to keepers, Each bringeth for its fruit a thousand silverlings;
- My vineyard -- my own -- is before me, The thousand [is] for thee, O Solomon. And the two hundred for those keeping its fruit. O dweller in gardens!
- The companions are attending to thy voice, Cause me to hear. Flee, my beloved, and be like to a roe,
- Or to a young one of the harts on mountains of spices!
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