Epithalamium, or Solomons Song Together with the Songs of Moses, Exod. 15 & Deut. 32. ... Digested into a known and familiar meeter, by Samuel Slater |
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 | CHAP. V. Epithalamium, or Solomons Song |  |
CHAP. V.
1.
Into my garden am I comemy sister, spouse most dear;
And gathered the myrrhe, and spice
which it to me doth bear.
Eaten I have my honey combe,
and honey with delight:
Yea drunk my wine, and eke my milk
sith thou didst me invite.
And now (O friends) that I have eat
and likewise drunk, eat ye,
And drink, yea drink abundantly,
ye are belov'd of me.
2.
I sleep, but yet my heart doth wake,the voice which now I hear
Is my Beloved's, yea he knocks
who is to me most dear.
Open to me (saith he) thou art
my sister, and my love;
Thou art my undefiled one,
thou art likewise my dove.
And why? for fill'd I am with dew
that on my head doth light;
My locks also bedewed are
with droppings of the night.
3.
My coat is off, (said I) how shallI put it on again?
My feet also which washed are,
how shall I foul and stain?
4.
Yet my beloved did put inhis hand by hole of dore;
yea they were troubled sore.
5.
I rose to open to my love,with myrrhe my hands did drop,
My fingers with sweet smelling myrrh
on handles of the lock.
6.
To my beloved then I didopen without delay;
But my beloved had withdrawn,
yea he was gone away.
My soul in me began to fail
when my beloved spake;
I sought, but could not find; I call'd,
he would no answer make.
7.
The City watchmen found me, andthey smote me; yea also
Did wound me: they that keep the walls
my vail they took me fro.
8.
O daughters of Jerusalem,this charge receive from me;
Tell my beloved, I am sick
of love, if ye him see.
9.
This thy beloved, what is he?to us do thou declare,
Thou fairest one; what is he more
then other loveds are?
Yea what is thy beloved more
(do thou declare to us)
Then other well-beloveds are,
that thus thou chargest us?
10.
My well-beloved, he is white,and ruddy is also;
Compare him with ten thousand more
the chiefest he will show.
11.
Yea like unto the finest goldso doth his head appear,
Bushy, and black as Ravens, be
the locks which he doth wear.
12.
His eyes are like the eyes of doveswhich are by waters fair;
Yea such as washed are with milk,
most fitly set they are.
13.
As bed of spices, as sweet flowers,so doth his cheeks appear,
His lips also like lillies are,
dropping sweet smelling myrrh.
14.
His hands are like to rings of goldwhich are with Beril made;
His belly as bright Ivory,
with Saphires underlaid.
15.
His leggs like unto pillars arewhich are of marble made,
Set upon sockets of fine gold,
and so well underlaid.
His countenance like Lebanon
excels, as Cedars tall.
16.
His mouth likewise it is most sweetyea he is lovely all.
Even such is my beloved one,
such is my friend most dear;
O daughters of Jerusalem,
of whom I now enquire.
| CHAP. V. Epithalamium, or Solomons Song | |