Occasional verse, moral and sacred Published for the instruction and amusement of the Candidly Serious and Religious [by Edward Perronet] |
THOUGHTS ON CANTICLES, V. 3 |
Occasional verse, moral and sacred | ||
THOUGHTS ON CANTICLES, V. 3
I
Into my garden, lo! I come,To taste the spikenard's rich perfume,
The spices of my grace:
Into my garden will I come,
To take my love, my fair-one home,
And seal the last embrace.
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II
Into my garden am I come,To breathe the lily's soft perfume,
That scents the sacred grove;
To bless the vale of heav'nly flowers,
Where keeps the spouse her happiest hours,
And waits her last remove.
III
“I come”—the bridegroom gently cries:“O come,” the gentle bride replies,
“And smooth the rugged road:
“He comes! His chariot-wheels I hear!
“He comes! and shall my spirit bear
“To his unseen abode!”
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