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| 5:1 | Mi derlyng, come in to his gardyn, to ete the fruyt of hise applis. Mi sister spousesse, come thou in to my gardyn. Y have rope my myrre, with my swete smellynge spices; Y haue ete an hony combe, with myn hony; Y haue drunke my wyn, with my mylk. Frendis, ete ye, and drynke; and derewortheste frendis, be ye fillid greetli. |
| 5:2 | Y slepe, and myn herte wakith. The vois of my derlyng knockynge; my sister, my frendesse, my culuer, my spousesse vnwemmed, opene thou to me; for myn heed is ful of dew, and myn heeris ben ful of dropis of niytis. |
| 5:3 | I have vnclothid me of my coote; hou schal Y be clothid ther ynne? I haue waische my feet; hou schal Y defoule tho? |
| 5:4 | Mi derlyng putte his hond bi an hoole; and my wombe tremblide at the touchyng therof. |
| 5:5 | Y roos, for to opene to my derlyng; myn hondis droppiden myrre, and my fyngris weren ful of myrre moost preued. |
| 5:6 | Y openede the wiket of my dore to my derlyng; and he hadde bowid awei, and hadde passid. My soule was meltid, as the derlyng spak; Y souyte, and Y foond not hym; Y clepide, and he answerde not to me. |
| 5:7 | Keperis that cumpassiden the citee founden me; thei smytiden me, and woundiden me; the keperis of wallis token awey my mentil. |
| 5:8 | Ye douytris of Jerusalem, Y biseche you bi an hooli thing, if ye han founde my derlyng, that ye telle to hym, that Y am sijk for loue. |
| 5:9 | A! thou faireste of wymmen, of what manner condicioun is thi derlyng `of the louede? of what manner condicioun is thi derling of a derling? for thou hast bisouyt vs bi an hooli thing. |
| 5:10 | My derling is whyt and rodi; chosun of thousyndis. |
| 5:11 | His heed is best gold; hise heeris ben as the bowis of palm trees, and ben blake as a crowe. |
| 5:12 | Hise iyen ben as culueris on the strondis of watris, that ben waischid in mylk, and sitten besidis fulleste ryueris. |
| 5:13 | Hise chekis ben as gardyns of swete smellynge spices, set of oynement makeris; hise lippis ben lilies, droppynge doun the best myrre. |
| 5:14 | Hise hondis ben able to turne aboute, goldun, and ful of iacynctis; his wombe is of yuer, ourned with safiris. |
| 5:15 | Hise lippis ben pilers of marble, that ben foundid on foundementis of gold; his schapplinesse is as of the Liban, he is chosun as cedris. |
| 5:16 | His throte is moost swete, and he is al desirable. Ye douytris of Jerusalem, siche is my derlyng, and this is my freend. |
| 5:1 | I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I gathered my myrrhe with my spice: I ate mine hony combe with mine hony, I dranke my wine with my milke: eate, O friends, drinke, and make you merie, O welbeloued. |
| 5:2 | I sleepe, but mine heart waketh, it is the voyce of my welbeloued that knocketh, saying, Open vnto mee, my sister, my loue, my doue, my vndefiled: for mine head is full of dewe, and my lockes with the droppes of the night. |
| 5:3 | I haue put off my coate, howe shall I put it on? I haue washed my feete, howe shall I defile them? |
| 5:4 | My welbeloued put in his hand by the hole of the doore, and mine heart was affectioned toward him. |
| 5:5 | I rose vp to open to my welbeloued, and mine hands did drop downe myrrhe, and my fingers pure myrrhe vpon the handels of the barre. |
| 5:6 | I opened to my welbeloued: but my welbeloued was gone, and past: mine heart was gone when hee did speake: I sought him, but I coulde not finde him: I called him, but hee answered mee not. |
| 5:7 | The watchmen that went about the citie, founde me: they smote me and wounded me: the watchmen of the walles tooke away my vaile from me. |
| 5:8 | I charge you, O daughters of Ierusalem, if you finde my welbeloued, that you tell him that I am sicke of loue. |
| 5:9 | O the fairest among women, what is thy welbeloued more then other welbeloued? what is thy welbeloued more then another louer, that thou doest so charge vs? |
| 5:10 | My welbeloued is white and ruddie, the chiefest of ten thousand. |
| 5:11 | His head is as fine golde, his lockes curled, and blacke as a rauen. |
| 5:12 | His eyes are like doues vpon the riuers of waters, which are washt with milke, and remaine by the full vessels. |
| 5:13 | His cheekes are as a bedde of spices, and as sweete flowres, and his lippes like lilies dropping downe pure myrrhe. |
| 5:14 | His hands as rings of gold set with the chrysolite, his belly like white yuorie couered with saphirs. |
| 5:15 | His legges are as pillars of marble, set vpon sockets of fine golde: his countenance as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars. |
| 5:16 | His mouth is as sweete thinges, and hee is wholy delectable: this is my welbeloued, and this is my louer, O daughters of Ierusalem. (Song of Solomon : ) O the fairest among women, whither is thy welbeloued gone? whither is thy welbeloued turned aside, that we may seeke him with thee? |
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