lesserot

lesserot@Songs:5:1 @ I am come into my garden, my sister, bride; I have plucked my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my sugarcane with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, ye companions; drink, yea, drink abundantly, ye friends.

lesserot@Songs:5:2 @ I slept, but my heart was awake: the voice of my beloved that knocked, "Open for me, my sister, my beloved, my dove, my guiltless one; for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night."

lesserot@Songs:5:3 @ I have put off my coat: how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet: how shall I defile them?

lesserot@Songs:5:4 @ My friend stretched forth his hand through the opening, and my inmost parts were moved for him.

lesserot@Songs:5:5 @ I rose up myself to open for my friend; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with fluid myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.

lesserot@Songs:5:6 @ I indeed opened for my beloved; but my beloved had vanished, and was gone: my soul had failed me while he was speaking; I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he answered me not.

lesserot@Songs:5:7 @ Then found me the watchmen that walked about the city; they smote me, they wounded me: they took away my vail from me, they that watched the walls.

lesserot@Songs:5:8 @ I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, what will ye tell him? that I am sick of love.

lesserot@Songs:5:9 @ What is thy friend more than anothers friend, O thou fairest of women? what is thy friend more than anothers friend, that thus thou adjurest us?

lesserot@Songs:5:10 @ My friend is white and ruddy, distinguished among ten thousand.

lesserot@Songs:5:11 @ His head is bright as the finest gold, his locks are like waving foliage, and black as a raven.

lesserot@Songs:5:12 @ His eyes are like doves by streamlets of waters, bathed in milk, well fitted in their setting.

lesserot@Songs:5:13 @ His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as turrets of sweet perfumes: his lips, like lilies, dropping with fluid myrrh.

lesserot@Songs:5:14 @ His hands are like wheels of gold beset with the chrysolite: his body, an image made of ivory overlaid with sapphires.

lesserot@Songs:5:15 @ His legs are like pillars of marble, resting upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent like the cedars.

lesserot@Songs:5:16 @ His palate is full of sweets, and every thing in him is agreeable. This is my friend, and this is my beloved, O daughters of Jerusalem.

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