noyes - Songs:5-8

noyes@Songs:5:1 @ I am come to my garden, my sister, my spouse! I gather my myrrh with my balsam, I eat my honeycomb with my honey, I drink my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends! Drink, yea, drink abundantly, my loved companions!

noyes@Songs:5:2 @ I slept, but my heart was awake; It was the voice of my beloved, who was knocking: "Open to me, my sister, my love, My dove, my perfect one! For my head is filled with dew, And my locks with the drops of the night."

noyes@Songs:5:3 @ "I have taken off my vest; How shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; How shall I soil them?"

noyes@Songs:5:4 @ My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, And my heart was moved for him.

noyes@Songs:5:5 @ I rose up to open to my beloved, And my hands dropped with myrrh, And my fingers with selfflowing myrrh, upon the handles of the bolt.

noyes@Songs:5:6 @ I opened to my beloved; But my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone. I was not in my senses while he spake with me! I sought him, but could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.

noyes@Songs:5:7 @ The watchmen that go about the city found me; They smote me, they wounded me; The keepers of the walls took away from me my veil.

noyes@Songs:5:8 @ I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem! If ye should find my beloved,What will ye tell him? That I am sick with love.

noyes@Songs:5:9 @ What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women! What is thy beloved more than another beloved, That thus thou dost charge us?

noyes@Songs:5:10 @ My beloved is white and ruddy, The chief among ten thousand.

noyes@Songs:5:11 @ His head is as the most fine gold; His locks waving palmbranches, Black as a raven;

noyes@Songs:5:12 @ His eyes are doves by streams of water, Washed with milk, dwelling in fulness;

noyes@Songs:5:13 @ His cheeks are like a bed of balsam, Like beds of spices; His lips are lilies Dropping selfflowing myrrh;

noyes@Songs:5:14 @ His hands are gold rings set with chrysolite; His body is wroughtwork of ivory, overlaid with sapphires;

noyes@Songs:5:15 @ His legs are marble pillars, resting on pedestals of fine gold; His aspect is like Lebanon, Majestic like the cedars;

noyes@Songs:5:16 @ His mouth is sweetness; His whole being, loveliness. This is my beloved, This my friend, O ye daughters of Jerusalem!

noyes@Songs:6:1 @ Whither is thy beloved gone, thou fairest among women? Whither hath thy beloved betaken himself? That we may seek him with thee.

noyes@Songs:6:2 @ My beloved is gone down to his garden, To the beds of balsam, To feed in the gardens, And to gather lilies.

noyes@Songs:6:3 @ I am my beloveds, and my beloved is mine; He feedeth among the lilies.

noyes@Songs:6:4 @ Beautiful art thou, my love, as Tirzah, Lovely as Jerusalem; But terrible as an army with banners.

noyes@Songs:6:5 @ Turn away thine eyes from me! They overpower me! Thy locks are like a flock of goats, Which lie down upon Gilead.

noyes@Songs:6:6 @ Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep, Which come up from the washingplace, Of which every one hath twins, And none is barren among them.

noyes@Songs:6:7 @ As a divided pomegranate Are thy cheeks behind thy veil.

noyes@Songs:6:8 @ Threescore are the queens, and fourscore the concubines, And the maidens without number.

noyes@Songs:6:9 @ But my dove, my undefiled, is the one; She is the incomparable one of her mother, The darling of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; The queens and concubines, and they praised her.

noyes@Songs:6:10 @ Who is this that looketh forth like the morning, Fair as the moon, bright as the sun, And terrible as an army with banners?

noyes@Songs:6:11 @ I went down into the garden of nuts, To see the green plants of the valley, To see whether the vine blossomed, And the pomegranates budded.

noyes@Songs:6:12 @ Or ever I was aware, My soul had made me like the chariots of the princes train.

noyes@Songs:6:13 @ Return, return, O Shulamite! Return, return, that we may look upon thee! Why should ye look upon the Shulamite, As upon a dance of the hosts?

noyes@Songs:7:1 @ How beautiful are thy feet in sandals, O princes daughter! The roundings of thy hips are like neck ornaments, The work of the hands of the artificer;

noyes@Songs:7:2 @ Thy navel is like a round goblet, that wanteth not the spiced wine; Thy belly like a heap of wheat, inclosed with lilies;

noyes@Songs:7:3 @ Thy two breasts are like two young twin gazelles;

noyes@Songs:7:4 @ Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; Thine eyes are like the pools at Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim; Thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon, which looketh toward Damascus;

noyes@Songs:7:5 @ Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the hair of thy head like purple; The king is captivated by thy locks.

noyes@Songs:7:6 @ How fair, how pleasant art thou, love, in delights!

noyes@Songs:7:7 @ This thy stature is like the palmtree, And thy breasts like clusters of dates.

noyes@Songs:7:8 @ I will go up, say I to myself, upon the palmtree; I will take hold of its boughs, And thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of thy nose like apples,

noyes@Songs:7:9 @ And thy mouth like the best wine that goeth down smoothly for my beloved, Flowing over the lips of them that sleep.

noyes@Songs:7:10 @ I am my beloveds, And his desire is toward me.

noyes@Songs:7:11 @ Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the country; Let us lodge in the villages!

noyes@Songs:7:12 @ Then will we go early to the vineyards, To see whether the vine putteth forth, Whether its blossom openeth, And the pomegranates bud forth; There will I give thee my love!

noyes@Songs:7:13 @ The loveapples give forth fragrance; And at our doors are all kinds of precious fruits, new and old: I have kept them for thee, my beloved!

noyes@Songs:8:1 @ O that thou wert as my brother, That sucked the breast of my mother! When I found thee abroad, I might kiss thee; And for it no one would deride me.

noyes@Songs:8:2 @ I will lead thee, and bring thee into my mothers house, that thou mayst teach me; I will give thee spiced wine to drink, and the juice of my pomegranates.

noyes@Songs:8:3 @ His left hand is under my head, And his right hand embraceth me.

noyes@Songs:8:4 @ I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem! That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, Till she please!

noyes@Songs:8:5 @ Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, Leaning upon her beloved? Under the appletree I awakened thee; There thy mother brought thee forth; There she that bore thee brought thee forth!

noyes@Songs:8:6 @ O set me as a seal upon thy heart, As a seal upon thine arm! For love is strong as death; True love is firm as the grave: Its flames are flames of fire, The fire of Jehovah.

noyes@Songs:8:7 @ Many waters cannot quench love, Nor can floods drown it. Would a man give all the wealth of his house for love, It would be utterly contemned.

noyes@Songs:8:8 @ We have a sister who is yet young; She is yet without breasts. What shall we do with our sister, When she shall be spoken for?

noyes@Songs:8:9 @ If she be a wall, We will build upon it a silver tower; If she be an open gate, We will inclose her with planks of cedar.

noyes@Songs:8:10 @ I am a wall, and my breasts like towers; Therefore am I become in his eyes as one that findeth peace.

noyes@Songs:8:11 @ Solomon had a vineyard at Baalhamon; He let out the vineyard to keepers; Every one was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.

noyes@Songs:8:12 @ My vineyard is before my eyes. Be thine the thousand, O Solomon! And two hundred to the keepers of its fruit!

noyes@Songs:8:13 @ Thou that dwellest in the gardens! Friends listen to thy voice; Let me hear thee!

noyes@Songs:8:14 @ Fly, my beloved! like a gazelle, or a young hind, Upon the mountains of spices.