1
I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse, I haue gathered my Myrrhe with my spice, I haue eaten my honie combe with my hony, I haue drunke my wine with my milke: eate, O friends, drinke, yea drinke abundantly, O beloued!
2
I sleepe, but my heart waketh: it is the voyce of my beloued that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my loue, my doue, my vndefiled: for my head is filled with dewe, and my lockes with the drops of the night.
3
I haue put off my coate, how shall I put it on?
I haue washed my feete, how shall I defile them?
4
My beloued put in his hand by the hole of the dore, and my bowels were moued for him.
5
I rose vp to open to my beloued, and my hands dropped with myrrhe, and my fingers with sweete smelling myrrhe, vpon the handles of the locke.
6
I opened to my beloued, but my beloued had with drawen himselfe, and was gone: my soule failed when hee spake: I sought him, but I could not find him: I called him, but he gaue me no answere.
7
The watchmen that went about the citie, found me, they smote me, they wounded me, the keepers of the walles tooke away my vaile from me.
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I charge you, O daughters of Ierusalem, if ye find my beloued, that yee tell him, that I am sicke of loue.
9
What is thy beloued more then another beloued, O thou fairest among women?
what is thy beloued more then another beloued, that thou doest so charge vs?
10
My beloued is white and ruddy, the chiefest among tenne thousand.
11
His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and blacke as a Rauen.
12
His eyes are as the eyes of doues by the riuers of water, washed with milk, and fitly set.
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His cheekes are as a bed of spices, as sweete flowers: his lippes like lillies, dropping sweete smelling myrrhe.
14
His hands are as gold rings set with the Berill: His belly is as bright iuorie, ouerlayd with Saphires.
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His legges are as pillars of marble, set vpon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the Cedars.
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His mouth is most sweete, yea he is altogether louely.
This is my beloued, and this is my friend, O daughters of Ierusalem.