rotherham

rotherham@Songs:7:1 @ How beautiful, are thy feet in sandals, O daughter of a noble, The curvings of thy hips, are like ornaments wrought by the hands of a skilled workman:

rotherham@Songs:7:2 @ Thy navel, is a round bowl, may it not lack spiced wine! Thy body, a heap of wheat fenced about with lilies;

rotherham@Songs:7:3 @ Thy two breasts, are like two young roes, the twins of a gazelle:

rotherham@Songs:7:4 @ Thy neck, is like a tower of ivory, Thine eyes, are pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim, Thy nose, is like the tower of Lebanon, which looketh towards Damascus:

rotherham@Songs:7:5 @ Thy head upon thee, is like Carmel, And, the hair of thy head, is like purple, The king, is held captive by the ringlets!

rotherham@Songs:7:6 @ HE How beautiful, and how delightful, O dear love, for delights:

rotherham@Songs:7:7 @ This thy stature, is like to a palm-tree, and, thy breasts, are like clusters:

rotherham@Songs:7:8 @ I said, I will ascend the palm-tree, I will lay hold of its fruit stalks Oh then, let thy breasts, I pray thee, be like vine-clusters, And, the fragrance of thy nose, like apples;

rotherham@Songs:7:9 @ And, thy mouth, like good wine SHE Flowing to my beloved smoothly, gliding over the lips of the sleeping.

rotherham@Songs:7:10 @ I, am my beloveds, and, unto me, is his longing.

rotherham@Songs:7:11 @ Come, my beloved, Let us go forth into the country, Let us stay the night in the villages:

rotherham@Songs:7:12 @ Let us get up early to the vineyards, Let us see whether the vine, hath burst forth, the blossom, hath opened, the pomegranates, have bloomed, There, will I give my caresses to thee.

rotherham@Songs:7:13 @ The love-apples, have given fragrance, and, at our openings, are all precious things, new and yet old, O my beloved! I have treasured them up for thee.

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