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| 8:1 | O that thou wert as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother! when I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, I should not be despised. |
| 8:2 | I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother's house, who would instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate. |
| 8:3 | His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me. |
| 8:4 | I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please. |
| 8:5 | Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? I raised thee up under the apple tree: there thy mother brought thee forth: there she brought thee forth that bare thee. |
| 8:6 | Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath a most vehement flame. |
| 8:7 | Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be contemned. |
| 8:8 | We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts: what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for? |
| 8:9 | If she be a wall, we will build upon her a palace of silver: and if she be a door, we will inclose her with boards of cedar. |
| 8:10 | I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favour. |
| 8:11 | Solomon had a vineyard at Baalhamon; he let out the vineyard unto keepers; every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of silver. |
| 8:12 | My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: thou, O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred. |
| 8:13 | Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear it. |
| 8:14 | Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices. |
| 8:1 | Oh that thou werest as my brother that sucked the brestes of my mother: I would finde thee without, I would kisse thee, then they should not despise thee. |
| 8:2 | I will leade thee and bring thee into my mothers house: there thou shalt teache me: and I will cause thee to drinke spiced wine, and newe wine of the pomegranate. |
| 8:3 | His left hand shalbe vnder mine head, and his right hand shall embrace me. |
| 8:4 | I charge you, O daughters of Ierusale, that you stir not vp, nor waken my loue, vntil she please. |
| 8:5 | (Who is this that commeth vp out of the wildernesse, leaning vpon her welbeloued?) I raysed thee vp vnder an apple tree: there thy mother conceiued thee: there she coceiued that bare thee. |
| 8:6 | Set mee as a seale on thine heart, and as a signet vpon thine arme: for loue is strong as death: ielousie is cruel as the graue: the coles thereof are fierie coles, and a vehement flame. |
| 8:7 | Much water can not quench loue, neither can the floods drowne it: If a man should giue all the substance of his house for loue, they would greatly contemne it. |
| 8:8 | Wee haue a litle sister, and she hath no breastes: what shall we do for our sister when she shalbe spoken for? |
| 8:9 | If shee be a wall, we will builde vpon her a siluer palace: and if she be a doore, we wil keepe her in with bordes of cedar. |
| 8:10 | I am a wall, and my breasts are as towres: then was I in his eyes as one that findeth peace. |
| 8:11 | Salomon had a vine in Baal-hamon: hee gaue the vineyarde vnto keepers: euery one bringeth for ye fruite thereof a thousand pieces of siluer. |
| 8:12 | But my vineyarde which is mine, is before me: to thee, O Salomon appertaineth a thousand pieces of siluer, and two hundreth to them that keepe the fruite thereof. |
| 8:13 | O thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken vnto thy voyce: cause me to heare it. |
| 8:14 | O my welbeloued, flee away, and be like vnto the roe, or to the yong harte vpon ye mountaines of spices. |
| 8:1 | O that I myght fynde the wythout, and kysse the, whom I loue as my brother whych suckte my mothers brestes: and that thou shalt not be despised |
| 8:2 | I will leade the, and brynge the in to my mothers house: that thou myghtest teach me, & that I myght geue the drynke of spiced wyne, & of the swete sappe of my pongranates. |
| 8:3 | His left hande shalbe vnder my head & hys ryght hande shall embrace me. |
| 8:4 | I charge you, O ye daughters of Ierusalem, that ye wake not vp my loue, ner touch her, tyll she be content her selfe. |
| 8:5 | What is she this, that commeth vp from the wildernes, and leaneth vpon her loue? I waked the vp amonge the apple trees, where thy mother conceyued the, where thy mother (I saye) brought the into the worlde. |
| 8:6 | O set me as a seale vpon thine herte, and as a seale vpon thyne arme: for loue is myghtie as the death, & gelousy as the hel. Her coales are of fyre, & a very flamme of the Lorde: |
| 8:7 | so that many waters are not able to quenche loue, nether maye the streames droune it. Yee, yf a man wolde geue all the good of his house for loue, he shuld counte it nothyng, |
| 8:8 | Our syster is but yonge, & hath no brestes: What shall we do for our syster, whan she shall be spoken for? |
| 8:9 | Yf she be a wall, we shal buylde a syluer bolwercke ther vpon: yf she be an open dore, we shall fasten her with borders of Cedre tree. |
| 8:10 | I am a wall, and my brestes lyke towres, then was I as one that hath founde fauoure in his syght. |
| 8:11 | Salomon hath a vyneyarde at Baal Hamon, & this vyneyarde delyuered he vnto the kepers: that euery one for the frute therof shulde geue hym a thousande peces of syluer. |
| 8:12 | My vyneyard is in my sight: thou (O Salomon) must haue a thousande, and the kepers two hundred with the frute. |
| 8:13 | Thou that dwellest in the gardens, O let me heare thy voyce, that my companyons maye herken to the same. |
| 8:14 | O get the awaye, my loue, and be as a roo or a yong hert vpon the swete smellynge mountaynes. |
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