updv - 4

updv@Songs:4:1 @ Look, you are beautiful, my love; look, you are beautiful; Your eyes are doves behind your veil. Your hair is as a flock of goats, That lie along the side of mount Gilead.

updv@Songs:4:2 @ Your teeth are like a flock [of ewes] that are [newly] shorn, Which have come up from the washing, Of which everyone has twins, And none is bereaved among them.

updv@Songs:4:3 @ Your lips are like a thread of scarlet, And your mouth is comely. Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate Behind your veil.

updv@Songs:4:4 @ Your neck is like the tower of David Built for an armory, On which hang a thousand bucklers, All the shields of the mighty men.

updv@Songs:4:5 @ Your two breasts are like two fawns That are twins of a roe, Which feed among the lilies.

updv@Songs:4:6 @ Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, I will get myself to the mountain of myrrh, And to the hill of frankincense.

updv@Songs:4:7 @ You are entirely beautiful, my love; And there is no spot in you.

updv@Songs:4:8 @ Come with me from Lebanon, [my] bride, With me from Lebanon: Look from the top of Amana, From the top of Senir and Hermon, From the lions' dens, From the mountains of the leopards.

updv@Songs:4:9 @ You have ravished my heart, my sister, [my] bride; You have ravished my heart with one of your eyes, With one chain of your neck.

updv@Songs:4:10 @ How fair is your love, my sister, [my] bride! How much better is your love than wine! And the fragrance of your oils than all manner of spices!

updv@Songs:4:11 @ Your lips, O [my] bride, drop [as] the honeycomb: Honey and milk are under your tongue; And the smell of your garments is like the smell of Lebanon.

updv@Songs:4:12 @ A garden shut up is my sister, [my] bride; A spring shut up, a fountain sealed.

updv@Songs:4:13 @ Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits; Henna with spikenard plants,

updv@Songs:4:14 @ Spikenard and saffron, Calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; Myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices.

updv@Songs:4:15 @ [You are] a fountain of gardens, A well of living waters, And flowing streams from Lebanon.

updv@Songs:4:16 @ Awake, O north wind; and come, you south; Blow on my garden, that its spices may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, And eat his precious fruits.

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