Book 22 of 66: Song of Solomon: Chapter 008 of 8

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O that thou wert as my brother,
that sucked the breasts of my mother!
when I should find thee without,
I would kiss thee;
I should not be despised.

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.

His left hand should be under my head,
and his right hand should embrace me.

I charge you,
O daughters of Jerusalem,
that ye stir not up,
nor awake my love,
until he please.

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.

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.

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.

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?

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.

I am a wall,
and my breasts like towers:
then was I in his eyes as one that found favour.

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.

My vineyard,
which is mine,
is before me:
O Solomon,
must have a thousand,
and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.

Thou that dwellest in the gardens,
the companions hearken to thy voice:
cause me to hear it.

Make haste,
my beloved,
and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.

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