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The Shulamite Among Lilies and Young Roes
by CBPepper
4
:
5
Song of Solomon 4:5
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1
Behold, thou
art
fair, my love; behold, thou
art
fair; thou
hast
doves’ eyes within thy locks: thy hair
is
as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.
2
Thy teeth
are
like a flock
of sheep that are even
shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none
is
barren among them.
3
Thy lips
are
like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech
is
comely: thy temples
are
like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.
4
Thy neck
is
like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.
Thy two breasts
are
like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.
6
Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
7
Thou
art
all fair, my love;
there is
no spot in thee.
8
Come with me from Lebanon,
my
spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions’ dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
9
Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister,
my
spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.
10
How fair is thy love, my sister,
my
spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!
11
Thy lips, O
my
spouse, drop
as
the honeycomb: honey and milk
are
under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments
is
like the smell of Lebanon.
12
A garden inclosed
is
my sister,
my
spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
13
Thy plants
are
an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,
14
Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
15
A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
16
Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden,
that
the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
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