What people are saying - Write a review
We haven't found any reviews in the usual places.
Other editions - View all
The Song of Songs, Commonly Called the Song of Solomon, Or the Canticle
No preview available - 2017
The Song of Songs, Commonly Called the Song of Solomon, Or, the Canticle
No preview available - 2017
affection is unyielding allegorical interpretation appear ardent ascribed Baal-hamon beauty betrothed sister Bible Biblical Biblical Canon Book of Kings brothers Canon Canticle charming chaste CHORUS Christ Church Cocceius compared conjuration daughters of Jerusalem divine drama dramatic elements espousals explanation express fair flowers garden girl Grotius hand harem heart so inclines Hebrew Hoekstra Hohelied Holy idea imagination immoral Israelites Jehovah Jeroboam Jewish Judah King Solomon kingdom kingdom of Judah kings of Israel Lebanon lover Mahanaim maintained manner marriage modern monotheistic moral myrrh natural necessary North of Palestine Palestine passages perfumes poem poet poetic poetry popular poesy provoke love religious scene Schouby Semitic races sentiment Shenir Shulamite singing solo Song of Songs soul loveth spices spikenard Talmud tendency Testament thee Theocritus Theodore of Mopsuestia thereof are flames thy beloved tion Tirzah traditional verse VIII vineyard voice well-beloved wished word ye stir
Page 1 - Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For, lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone ; The flowers appear on the earth ; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land ; The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, And the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Page 39 - I will rise now, and go about the city In the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth : I sought him, but I found him not.
Page 44 - Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
Page 51 - Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?
Page 46 - I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.
Page 47 - I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone. My soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him ; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
Page 31 - LET him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth : for thy love is better than wine.
Page 39 - It was but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me.