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Song of Solomon - Chapter: 7

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7:1Douytir of the prince, thi goyngis ben ful faire in schoon; the ioyncturis of thi heppis ben as brochis, that ben maad bi the hond of a crafti man.
7:2Thi nawle is as a round cuppe, and wel formed, that hath neuere nede to drynkis; thi wombe is as an heep of whete, biset aboute with lilies.
7:3Thi twei teetis ben as twei kidis, twynnes of a capret.
7:4Thi necke is as a tour of yuer; thin iyen ben as cisternes in Esebon, that ben in the yate of the douyter of multitude; thi nose is as the tour of Liban, that biholdith ayens Damask.
7:5Thin heed is as Carmele; and the heeres of thin heed ben as the kyngis purpur, ioyned to trowyis.
7:6Dereworthe spousesse, thou art ful fair, and ful schappli in delices.
7:7Thi stature is licned to a palm tree, and thi tetis to clustris of grapis.
7:8I seide, Y schal stie in to a palm tree, and Y schal take the fruytis therof. And thi tetis schulen be as the clustris of grapis of a vyner; and the odour of thi mouth as the odour of pumgranatis;
7:9thi throte schal be as beste wyn. Worthi to my derlyng for to drynke, and to hise lippis and teeth to chewe.
7:10Y schal cleue by loue to my derlyng, and his turnyng schal be to me.
7:11Come thou, my derlyng, go we out in to the feeld; dwelle we togidere in townes.
7:12Ryse we eerli to the vyner; se we, if the vyner hath flourid, if the flouris bryngen forth fruytis, if pumgranatis han flourid; there I schal yyue to thee my tetis.
7:13Mandrogoris han youe her odour in oure yatis; my derlyng, Y haue kept to thee alle applis, new and elde.

 

7:1Howe 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.
7:2Thy nauel is as a round cuppe that wanteth not licour: thy belly is as an heape of wheat compassed about with lilies.
7:3Thy two breastes are as two young roes that are twinnes.
7:4Thy 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.
7:5Thine head vpon thee is as skarlet, and the bush of thine head like purple: the King is tyed in the rafters.
7:6Howe faire art thou, and howe pleasant art thou, O my loue, in pleasures!
7:7This thy stature is like a palme tree, and thy brestes like clusters.
7:8I 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,
7:9And the roufe of thy mouth like good wine, which goeth straight to my welbeloued, and causeth the lippes of the ancient to speake.
7:10I am my welbeloueds, and his desire is toward mee.
7:11Come, my welbeloued, let vs go foorth into the fielde: let vs remaine in the villages.
7:12Let 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.
7:13The 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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