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SONG XII. The fourth Canticle. What hee, that from the Desert there

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Sing this as the fift Song.

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What hee, that from the Desert there
Doth like those smoakie pillars come,
Which from the Incense and the Mirrhe,
And all the Merchant spices fume?
His Bed (which, loe, is Salomons)
Threescore stout men about it stand:
They are of Israel's valiant-Ones;
And all of them with Swords in hand.

2

All those are men expert in fight;
And each one on his thigh doth weare

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A sword, that terrours of the night
May bee forbid, from comming there.
King Salomon, a goodly place,
With trees of Libanon did reare:
Each piller of it Siluer was;
And gold the bases of them were.

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With purple couer'd he the same;
And all the pauement (thoroughout)
Oh Daughters of Ierusalem,
For you, with charitie is wrought.
Come Syon Daughters, come away,
And crowned with his Diadem
King Salomon behold yee may:
That Crowne his Mother set on him,
When he a married man was made,
And at the heart contentment had.