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| 7:1 | Howe beautifull are thy feete with shooes, O princes daughter! the ioynts of thy thighs are like iewels, the worke of the hands of a cunning workman. |
| 7:2 | Thy nauell is like a round goblet, which wanteth not licour: thy belly is like an heape of wheate, set about with lillies. |
| 7:3 | Thy two breasts are like two yong Roes that are twinnes. |
| 7:4 | Thy necke is as a towre of yuory: thine eyes like the fish pooles in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose is as the towre of Lebanon, which looketh toward Damascus. |
| 7:5 | Thine head vpon thee is like Carmel, and the haire of thine head like purple, the king is held in the galleries. |
| 7:6 | How faire, and how pleasant art thou, O Loue, for delights! |
| 7:7 | This thy stature is like to a palme tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes. |
| 7:8 | I said, I will goe vp to the palme tree, I will take hold of the boughes thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose, like apples. |
| 7:9 | And the roofe of thy mouth like the best wine, for my beloued, that goeth downe sweetely, causing the lippes of those that are asleepe, to speake. |
| 7:10 | I am my beloueds, and his desire is towards me. |
| 7:11 | Come, my beloued, let vs goe forth into the field: let vs lodge in the villages. |
| 7:12 | Let vs get vp earely to the vineyards, let vs see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appeare, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I giue thee my loues. |
| 7:13 | The mandrakes giue a smell, and at our gates are all maner of pleasant fruits, new and olde, which I haue laid vp for thee, O my beloued. |
| 7:1 | O howe pleasaunt are thy treadynges with thy shoes, thou princes daughter? the ioyntes of thy thighes are like a faire iewell, which is wrought by a cunnyng workemaister |
| 7:2 | Thy nauell is lyke a rounde goblet, which is neuer without drynke. Thy wombe is like a heape of wheate that is set about with lilies |
| 7:3 | Thy two breastes are lyke two twinnes of young roes |
| 7:4 | Thy necke is as it were a towre of iuorie: thine eyes also are lyke the water pooles that are in Hesebon, beside the port of Bathrabbim, thy nose is lyke the towre of Libanus, which loketh towarde Damascus |
| 7:5 | That head that standeth vpon thee is lyke Carmel: and the heere of thy head is like purple, and like a kyng dwellyng among many water conduites |
| 7:6 | O Howe faire and louely art thou my dearlyng in pleasures |
| 7:7 | Thy stature is lyke a paulme tree, and thy breastes lyke the grapes |
| 7:8 | I sayde, I wyll climbe vp into the paulme tree, and take holde of his hye braunches. Thy breastes also shalbe as the wine clusters, the smell of thy nosethrilles like as the smell of apples |
| 7:9 | And thy rooffe of thy mouth lyke the best wine, which is meete for my best beloued, pleasaunt for his lippes, and for his teeth to chawe |
| 7:10 | I am my beloueds, and he shall turne hym vnto me |
| 7:11 | O come on my loue, we wyll go foorth into the fielde, and take our lodgyng in the villages |
| 7:12 | In the mornyng wyll we go see the vineyarde, we wyll see yf the vine be sprong foorth, yf the grapes be growen, and yf the pomegranates be shot out. There will I geue thee my brestes |
| 7:13 | the Mandragoras geue their sweete smell, and besyde our doores are all maner of pleasaunt fruites both newe and olde, which I haue kept for thee O my beloued |
| 7:1 | Howe beautifull are thy goings with shooes, O princes daughter! the ioynts of thy thighs are like iewels: the worke of the hande of a cunning workeman. |
| 7:2 | Thy nauel is as a round cuppe that wanteth not licour: thy belly is as an heape of wheat compassed about with lilies. |
| 7:3 | Thy two breastes are as two young roes that are twinnes. |
| 7:4 | Thy necke is like a towre of yuorie: thine eyes are like the fishe pooles in Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim: thy nose is as the towre of Lebanon, that looketh toward Damascus. |
| 7:5 | Thine head vpon thee is as skarlet, and the bush of thine head like purple: the King is tyed in the rafters. |
| 7:6 | Howe faire art thou, and howe pleasant art thou, O my loue, in pleasures! |
| 7:7 | This thy stature is like a palme tree, and thy brestes like clusters. |
| 7:8 | I saide, I will goe vp into the palme tree, I will take holde of her boughes: thy breastes shall nowe be like the clusters of the vine: and the sauour of thy nose like apples, |
| 7:9 | And the roufe of thy mouth like good wine, which goeth straight to my welbeloued, and causeth the lippes of the ancient to speake. |
| 7:10 | I am my welbeloueds, and his desire is toward mee. |
| 7:11 | Come, my welbeloued, let vs go foorth into the fielde: let vs remaine in the villages. |
| 7:12 | Let vs get vp early to the vines, let vs see if the vine florish, whether it hath budded the small grape, or whether the pomegranates florish: there will I giue thee my loue. |
| 7:13 | The mandrakes haue giuen a smelll, and in our gates are all sweete things, new and olde: my welbeloued, I haue kept them for thee. |
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