Epithalamium, or Solomons Song Together with the Songs of Moses, Exod. 15 & Deut. 32. ... Digested into a known and familiar meeter, by Samuel Slater |
CHAP. IV. Epithalamium, or Solomons Song | ||
CHAP. IV.
1.
Behold my love, for thou art fair,lo thou art fair, my dear;
Thou hast also Doves eyes, which do
within thy locks appear.
Like to a flock of goats, which do
on Gilead mountain feed,
And thence appear, so is the hair
which is upon thy head.
2.
Thy teeth likewise within thy mouththey also do appear
Like flock of sheep that's even shorn,
being washed, and made clear.
All which are fruitful and no less
then twins they bear each one;
Among them all a barren sheep
cannot be found, not one.
3.
Thy lips like scarlet thred, thy speechfrom thee doth comly flow,
Thy temples in thy locks, like to
piece of Pomgranate show.
4.
Thy neck is like an Armory,such as was David's Tower;
all shields of men of power.
5.
Thy brests, even both, to two young RoesI have compar'd indeed;
Which are both twins, and likewise do
among the lillies feed.
6.
Until the breaking of the day,and shaddows get them hence;
I'le get me to the mounts of Myrrhe,
and hill of Frankincense.
7.
I said before of thee my love,and so I say again;
Thou art all fair, and not a spot
there doth in thee remain
8.
Come thou with me from Lebanonfrom Lebanon with me
My spouse: from top of Amana
look with thine eyes and see.
Yea from the top of Shenir look,
and Hermon hill likewise;
From Lions dens, and eke the mount
of Leopards, cast thine eyes.
9.
My Sister, thou hast ravishedmy heart; my spouse most dear:
Yea, with one ey; one chain that doth
about thy neck appear.
10.
How fair, my sister, is thy love?my spouse, how fair to me?
Yea, how much better is thy love,
then any wine can be?
And how much better is the smell
(my spouse) which doth arise
Out of thine ointments, then the smel
of any kinde of spice?
11.
O thou my spouse, thy lips drop downas honey comb apace:
Honey and milk under thy tongue
are found to have their place.
The smelling of the garments eke
the which thou puttest on,
May well for sweetness be compar'd
to smell of Lebanon.
12.
A garden that enclosed is,so is my sister dear;
My spouse a spring shut up and seal'd
even as a fountain clear.
13.
An Orchard of Pomgranates arethe plants in thee that grow;
Camphire, with spikenard, which are sweet
are fruits that from thee flow.
14.
Spikenard, and Saffron, Calamus,and Cinamon likewise;
All trees of Frankincense and myrrh,
Aloes, and all chief spice.
15.
A fountain eke of gardens, anda well of waters clear;
Yea living streams also that do
from Lebanon appear.
16.
Awake O north wind, come thou southupon my garden blow;
That by this means the spices which
it beareth, out may flow.
And now let my beloved come
into his garden fair,
And eat his fruits, yea such as to
his taste most pleasant are.
CHAP. IV. Epithalamium, or Solomons Song | ||