Article 11 of 13 in the series Song of Solomon
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| Bride | 7:10 I am my beloved’s, and his desire is toward me. 7:11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages. 7:12 Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves. 7:13 The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved. 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. |
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