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admiration affection altogether lovely art thou banqueting house beauteous beauty behold Beloved Beloved's blank verse Book bosom breath Bride Bridegroom Canticle CHAPTER children of men Christ Church clothes the flocks cluster costliest wine Daughters of Salem delicate And overhung E'en earthly Eise eye hath fair Fairest flesh fond embrace fragrance frankincense garden graceful haste Holy Jerusalem King Solomon Lacking its fellow language Lebanon lilies Lord lov'd marriage supper myrrh odour ointment palace Paraphrase passeth knowledge Perfume pleasant fruits pomegranates Psalm Queen render royal sacred Shenir sister sister-spouse soft eyes SONG OF SOLOMON Song of Songs sought soul speaks spikenard spot in thee spouse sudden fear suit sweet teeth are pure thine thou art thou dost thy countenance thy lips thy love Thy neck thy voice Tirzah translation tresses turtle-dove Underneath utterances vineyard virgin companions wake my love wilderness woman words young hart
Page 15 - O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the flairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
Page 20 - All thy garments smell of myrrh, and aloes, and cassia, out of the ivory palaces, whereby they have made thee glad.
Page 21 - Who is this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?
Page 21 - Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
Page 14 - Tis not the loss of love's assurance, It is not doubting what thou art, But 'tis the too, too long endurance Of absence, that afflicts my heart. The fondest thoughts two hearts can cherish, When each is lonely doom'd to weep, Are fruits on desert isles that perish, Or riches buried in the deep. What though, untouch'd by jealous madness, Our bosom's peace may fall to wreck ; Th...
Page 10 - The man indeed ought not to cover his head, because he is the image and glory of God ; but the woman is the glory of the man.
Page 14 - Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me : thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.
Page 60 - Set me as a seal Upon thy heart, yea, set me as a seal Upon thine arm ; for love is strong as death, And jealousy is cruel as the grave.