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Author: Robotham, John, fl. 1654.
Title: An exposition on the whole booke of Solomons song,: commonly called the canticles. Wherein the text is explained and usefull observations raised thereupon. / By John Robotham, preacher of the gospel.
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2011 December (TCP phase 2)
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Print source: An exposition on the whole booke of Solomons song,: commonly called the canticles. Wherein the text is explained and usefull observations raised thereupon. / By John Robotham, preacher of the gospel.
Robotham, John, fl. 1654.

London: Printed by Matthew Simmons, in Aldersgate-street next doore to the guilded-Lyon, 1651.
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Contents
title page
To the HONORABLE COLONEL DOWNES, Esquire, A Mem∣ber of the Honourable House of Parlia∣ment, Justice of the Peace, and Deputy Lievetenant of the County of Sussex.
AN EXPOSITION Of the Song of SOLOMON Called Canticles.
CHAP. 1.
VERS. 1.
VERS. I.
The song of songs, &c.
CHAP. 1.
VERS. 2, 3.
Let him kisse mee with the kisses of his mouth, &c.
With the kisses of his mouth.
For thy loves are better then wine.
Thy loves, &c.
Better then wine.
VERS. 3.
Because of the savour, &c.
Of thy good ointments, or good oiles.
Thy name is as ointment, &c.
As ointment powred forth.
Therefore doe the Virgins love thee.
Love thee.
VERS. 4.
Draw me.
Wee will run after thee.
Wee will run.
The King hath brought mee into his chambers.
The King hath brought me into his Chambers.
The King hath brought me, &c.
The King hath brought me iuto his Chambers.
We will be glad and rejoyce in thee: we will remember thy love more then Wine: the Ʋpright love thee.
We will be glad and rejoyce.
And rejoyce.
We will remember thy love more then wine.
Thy loves more then wine.
The Ʋpright love thee.
The upright love thee.
The upright love thee.
VERS. 5, 6.
I am blacke, but comely.
But comely.
O yee daughters of Jerusalem.
As the Tents of Kedar.
As the Curtaines of Solomon.
But comely.
As the tents of Kedar: as the curtains of Solomon.
O yee daughters of Jerusalem.
VERS. 6.
Looke not upon me, &c.
Because I am blacke.
Because the sunne hath looked upon mee.
My mothers children were angry with me.
Were angry with me.
They made me the keeper of the vineyards, but my own vin∣yard have I not kept.
The keeper of the Vineyards.
Of the Vineyards.
But my owne Vineyard I have not kept.
I have not kept.
Because the Sun hath looked upon me.
My mothers children were angry with mee.
They made me, &c.
The keeper of the Vineyards.
But my owne Vineyard I have not kept.
VERS. 7, 8.
Tell me (O thou whom my soul loveth) &c.
O thou whom my soule loveth.
My soule.
Where thou feedest, where thou makest thy Flocks to rest at Noone.
Thou makest to rest.
At Noone.
Why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy Companions.
Why should I be like, &c.
By the flocks of thy Companions.
Of thy companions.
Vers. 8,
If thou knowest not, &c.
Knowest not.
O thou fairest among women.
The fairest among women.
Goe thy way forth, &c.
By the footsteps of the flocke.
Of the Flocke.
And feed thy Kids beside the Shepheards Tents.
Beside the Shepheards Tents.
Goe forth, &c.
By the foote-steps of the Flock.
And feed thy Kids above the Shepheards tent.
VERS. 9, 10, 11.
O my Love.
I have compared thee to a company of horses in Pharaoh's Chariots.
To a company of horses.
In the Chariots of Pharaoh.
Vers. 10.
Thy Cheeks are comely, &c.
Are comely.
With rows of Jewells.
Thy Neck with chains of gold.
Vers. 11.
We will make, &c.
Borders of gold, with studs of silver.
Rowes of gold.
With studs of silver.
VERS. 12, 13, 14.
Vers. 12.
While the King sitteth, &c.
My Spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
VERS. 13.
A bundle of myrrhe is my beloved unto me, &c.
My beloved.
Ʋnto mee.
He shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
Betwixt my Breasts.
A bundle of myrrhe, &c.
My Beloved.
My Beloved is unto me.
He shall lodge.
He shall lodge all night.
He shall lodge all night betwixt my Breasts.
Vers. 14.
A cluster of Camphire.
In the Vineyards of Engedi.
VERS. 15, 16, 17.
Behold, my love, thou art faire, &c.
Behold, thou art faire, my love, &c.
My love.
Thou art faire, thou art faire.
Thou hast Doves eyes.
VERS. 16.
Behold thou art faire, &c.
Yea, pleasant.
VERS. 17.
Our bed is greene.
Our bed is greene.
Vers. 17.
The beams of our house.
Of our house.
The beams of our house are Cedar.
And the rafters (or gallerirs) of firr.
Of Fir
CANTICLES. CHAPTER II.
VERS. 1, 2.
Vers. 1.
I am the rose of Sharon, &c.
The rose of Sharon.
Of Sharon.
The lilie of the vallies.
Vers. 2.
VERS. 3, 4, 5, 6.
I sat downe under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was pleasant unto my tast.
Ʋnder his shadow, &c.
I sat downe with great delight.
And his fruit was sweet to my tast.
Vers. 4.
He hath brought me, &c.
To the banquetting house.
And his banner over me was love.
Vers. 5.
Stay me with flagons, &c.
With flagons.
Comfort me with Apples.
For I am sick of love.
Vers. 6.
His left hand, &c.
VERS. 7, 8, 9.
I charge you, &c.
O ye Daughters of Jerusalem.
By the Roes, and by the Hindes of the Field.
That yee stir not up, nor awake my love.
My Love.
Ʋntill he please.
VERS. 8.
The voyce of my beloved.
Behold! he commeth leaping upon the Mountaines skipping upon the Hils.
He commeth leaping, &c.
Ʋpon the mountains.
VERS. 9.
Behold he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the window, shewing himselfe through the Lattesse.
Behold he standeth, &c.
He standeth.
Behind our Wall.
He looketh forth at the window.
Shewing himselfe through the Lattesse.
VERS. 10, 11, 12. 13.
My Beloved spake, and said unto me.
My love, my faire one.
My faire one.
Rise up, and come away.
Come away.
VERS. 11.
The Raine is over and gone.
VERS. 12.
The flowers appeare on the earth, &c.
The time of the singing of Birds is come.
The voyce of the Turtle is heard in our Land.
Vers. 13.
Arise my love, my faire one, and come away.
VERS. 14, 15.
My Dove,! &c.
That art in the Clefts, or holes of the Rock.
In the secret places of the stairs.
Let me see thy countenance, let me heare thy voyce, for sweet is thy voyce, and thy countenance is comely.
Let me see thy Countenance, &c.
Let me heare thy voyce.
For sweet is thy voyce, and thy Countenance is comely.
And thy Countenance is comely.
VERS. 15.
Take us the Foxes, &c.
The Foxes, the little Foxes, &c.
That spoile our Vines.
For our Vines have tender grapes.
VERS. 16, 17.
He feedeth among the Lilies.
Vers. 17.
Turne my Beloved &c.
Ʋntill the day breake, and the shadows flee away.
And be thou like a young Roe, or a young Hart upon the mountains of Bether.
CANTICLES Chap. III.
VERS. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5.
By night on my Bed I sought him, &c.
I sought him whom my soule loveth.
But I found him not.
Verss. 2.
I will arise now, &c.
And goe about the City, in the streets and broad places. &c.
I sought him, but I found him not.
VERS. 3.
The Watchmen that goe about the City, &c.
Found me, &c.
Saw ye him whom my soule loveth.
VERS. 4.
It was but a little that I passed from them.
But I found him whom my soule loveth.
I held him and would not let him goe, untill I had brought him into my Mothers house, and into the Chamber of her that conceived me.
I held him, and would not let him goe, &c.
I would not let him goe, or leave him.
Ʋntill I had brought him into my Mothers house, and into the Chamber of her that conceived me.
VERS. 5.
VERS. 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11.
Who is this, &c.
That commeth out of the Wildernesse, &c.
From the Wildernesse.
Like Pillars of smoke.
Perfumed with myrrhe and frankincense, withall the powders of the Marchant.
With all powders of the Merchant.
VERS. 7.
Behold his bed, which is Solomons.
Threescore valiant men are about it, of the valiant of Israel.
VERS. 8.
They all hold Swords, &c.
Being expert in war.
Every man hath his Sword upon his thigh.
Because of the feare of the night.
VERS. 9.
Of the wood of Lebanon.
VERS. 10.
He made the Pillars thereof of silver.
The bottome thereof of gold.
The covering of it of purple.
The middest thereof being paved with love, for the daugh∣ters of Jerusalem.
VERS. 11.
Come forth O ye daughters of Zion, &c.
And behold King Solomon, with his Crowne, &c.
The Crowne wherewith his Mother crowned him.
In the day of his espousals, &c.
And in the day of the gladnesse of his heart.
CANTICLES Chap. IIII.
VERS. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5.
VERS. 1.
Behold thou art faire my Love, thou art faire.
Thou hast Doves eyes within thy Locks, &c.
Within thy Locks.
Thy haire is as a flockof Goats that appeare from Mount Gilead.
That appeare from Mount Gilead.
VERS. 2.
Thy Teeth are like a flock of Sheep, &c.
Which come up from the washing.
Whereof every one beare twins.
And none is barren among them.
VERS. 3.
Thy lips are like a thred of scarlet, and thy speech is comely.
Thy lips are like a thred of Scarlet, &c.
Thy speech is comely.
Thy Temples are like a piece of pomgranate within thy locks.
VERS. 4.
Thy neck is like the Tower of David, &c.
Builded for an armory, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.
Whereon there hang a thousand Fucklers.
All shields of mighty men.
VERS. 5.
VERS. 6.
Ʋntill the day breake, and shadows flee away.
I will get me to the mountaines of myrrhe, and to the hill of frankincense.
VERS. 7.
Thou art all faire, &c.
There is no spot in thee.
VERS. 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14
VERS. 8.
My Spouse, &c.
Come with me from Lebanon, &c.
Looke from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir, and Hermon, &c.
From the top of Shenir and Hermon.
And from the Lyons Dens, from the Mountaines of the Leopards.
VERS. 9.
Thou hast ravished my heart, thou hast ravished my heart.
My Sister, my Spouse.
My Spouse.
That the Church is the Spouse of Christ.
With one of thine eyes, and the chaine of thy neck.
VERS. 10.
How faire is thy love, my Sister, my Spouse!
How much better is thy love then wine!
And the smell of thine ointments then all spices!
VERS. 11.
Thy lips drop as the honey-combe, &c.
Honey and milke are under thy Tongue.
And the smell of thy Garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
VERS. 12.
A Garden inclosed is my Sister, my Spouse, &c.
A Garden inclosed.
My Sister, my Spouse.
A spring shut up, a fountaine sealed.
A spring, a fountaine.
A Fountaine shut up.
A Fountaine sealed.
VERS. 13, 14.
Thy plants are as an Orchard of Pomegranates, &c.
Vers. 14.
With all the chiefe spices.
VERS. 15, 16, 17.
A fountaine of gardens, &c.
A well of living waters.
And streames from Lebanon.
VERS. 16.
Awake, O North wind, and come thou South, &c.
And blow upon my Garden.
My Garden.
Blow upon his Garden.
That the spices thereof may flow out.
Let my Beloued come into his Garden, and eate his pleasant fruits.
To eate his pleasant fruits.
VERS. 17.
I am come into my garden, &c.
My Sister, my Spouse.
I have gathered my myrrhe with my Spice, I have eaten my honey-comb with my honey, I have dranke my wine with my milk.
I have gathered my myrrhe with my Spice, &c.
I have eaten my honey-comb, &c.
Eate O friends, drinke, yea, drinke abundantly, O Beloved.
O friends, O beloved!
CANTICLES. CHAP. V.
VERS. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6.
I sleep, but my heart waketh, &c.
I sleep, but my heart waketh.
But my heart waketh.
It is the voyce of my beloved that knocketh, saying, o∣pen to me my Sister, my Love, my Dove, my Ʋnde∣filed: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.
It is the voyce of my beloved that knocks, &c.
It is the voyce of my beloved that knocketh, saying, openunto me, &c.
Open unto me.
Open to me my Sister my love, my dove, my undefiled.
My Sister.
My love.
My Dove.
My undefiled.
For my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.
For my head is full of dew, &c.
And my locks with the drops of the night.
VERS. 2.
VERS. 3, 4.
And my bowells were moved for him.
VERS. 4.
And my hands dropped with Myrrhe, and my fingers with sweet smelling Myrrhe, upon the handles of the lock.
VERS. 5.
But my beloved had withdrawne himselfe.
My soule failed when he spake.
When he spake.
I sought him, but I could not finde him, I called him, but he gave me no answer.
VERS. 6.
They smote me, they wounded me.
They wounded me.
The keepers of the wall tooke away my Vaile from me.
They tooke away the Vaile from me.
VERS. 7, 8, 9, 10, &c. to the end of the Chapter.
I charge you
O daughters of Jerusalem.
Tell ye him that I am sick of love.
That I am sick of love.
That shee is sick of love.
VERS. 8.
O thou fairest among women.
VERS. 9.
My beloved is white and ruddy, &c.
My beloved is white and ruddy, &c.
The chiefe among ten thousand.
VERS. 10.
His head is as fine gold.
His locks are bushie, and black as a Raven.
And black as a Raven.
VERS. 11.
His eyes are as the eyes of Doves.
By the Rivers of waters.
They be washed with milke.
And fitly set.
VERS. 12.
His Cheeks are a bed of spices, as sweet flowers.
And sweet flowers.
His Lips are like Lillies, dropping sweet smelling Myrrhe.
They drop pure Myrrhe.
VERS. 13.
Set with the Berrill.
His Belly is as bright Ivory overlaid with Saphires.
VERS. 14.
His legs are as Pillars of marble, &c.
Set upon sockets of fine gold.
VERS. 15.
He is altogether lovely.
This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
VERS. 16.
Whither is thy beloved gone? &c.
VERS. 17.
My beloved is gone into his Garden, to the bed of Spices, &c.
My beloved is gone downe into his Garden, &c.
To feed in the Gardens, to gather Lillies.
VERS. 18
CANTICLES. CHAP. VI.
VERS. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5.
Thou art beautiful O my love.
Thou art faire as Tirzah.
Comely as Jerusalem.
Terrible as an Army with banners.
VERS. 2.
Turne away thine eyes from me, &c.
For they have overcome me.
Thy haire is as a flock of Goats that appeare from Gilead.
VERS. 3.
VERS. 4.
VERS. 5.
There are three score Queens, &c.
VERS. 6
My Dove, my undefiled is one, &c.
She is but one.
She is the only one of her Mother, she is the choice one of her that beare her.
She is the choice one of her that beare her.
The daughters saw her and blessed her; yea, the Queenes, and the Concubines, and they praised her.
VERS. 7.
Who is she, &c.
Faire as the Moone.
Cleare as the Sunne.
And terrible as an Army with banners.
VERS. 8.
I went downe into the Garden of Nuts.
To see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the Vine flourished, and Pomegranates budded.
The fruits of the valley
To see whether the Vine flourished, and the Pomegranates budded.
VERS. 9
My soule made me like the Chariots, &c.
The Chariots of Amminadab.
VERS. 10.
Returne, returne, &c.
O. Shulamite.
That we may looke upon thee.
As it were the company of two Armies.
Of two Armies.
Canticles. Chap. 7.
Vers. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, &c.
How beautifull are thy feet with Shoes, O Princes Daugh∣ter?
How beautifull are thy feet, &c.
How beautifull are thy feet with Shooes.
O Princes Daughter!
The joynts of thy Thighs are like Jewells, the worke of the hands of a cunning work-man.
Are like Jewells.
The worke of the hands of a cunning work-man.
VERS. 2.
Thy Navell is like a round Goblet, &c.
Which wanteth not liquor.
Thy belly is like an heap of wheate, set about with Lilies.
Set about with Lilies.
VERS. 3.
VERS. 4.
Thy neck is as a Tower of Ivory.
Thine eyes like the fish-pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim.
By the gate of Bath-rabbim.
Thy nose is like the Tower of Lebanon, which looketh toward Damascus.
Looking toward Damascus.
VERS. 5.
As Carmell.
And the haire of thy head like Purple.
The King is held in the Galleries.
The King is held in the Galleries.
VERS. 6.
How faire art thou.
And how pleasant art thou?
O my love.
How pleasant art thou for delights?
Vers. 7.
And thy breasts to clusters of grapes
VERS. 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13.
I said, I will goe up to the Palme-tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof.
I said I will goe up to the palme-tree, and take hold of the boughes, &c.
Now also thy breasts shall be as the Clusters of the Vine and the smell of thy Nose like Apples.
And the smell of thy Nose like Apples.
VERS. 9.
The roofe of thy mouth is like the best wine, &c.
—For my beloved, that goeth downe sweetly.
Causing the lips of those that are asleep to speake.
VERS. 10.
I am my beloveds, and his desire is towards me.
VERS. 11.
Come my beloved.
Let us goe forth into the fields.
Let us lodge in the Villages.
VERS. 12.
Whither the Pomegranates flourish.
There will I give thee my loves.
VERS. 13.
At our gates are all manner of sweet fruits.
New and old.
Which I have laid up for thee O beloved.
Canticles. Chap 8.
Vers. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6.
O that thou wert as my Brother, that sucked the Breasts of my Mother: when I should find thee without, I would kisse thee, yet I should not be dispised.
O that thou wert as my Brother, &c.
As a Brother.
That sucked the breasts of my Mother.
When I should find thee without, I would kisse thee; yet I should not be despised.
I would kisse thee, yet I should not be despised.
VERS. 2.
Into the house of my Mother.
The juice of my Pomegranat.
VERS. 3.
VERS. 4.
VERS. 5.
Who is this that commeth up, &c.
From the Wildernesse.
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.
VERS. 6.
Set me as a Seale upon thine heart, &c.
For love is strong as death.
Jealousie is cruel as the grave.
Cruel, or hard as the grave.
Which hath a most vehement flame.
VERS. 7.
Many waters cannnot quench love, &c.
If a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would be utterly contemned.
VERS. 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14.
We have a little sister and she hath no breasts, &c.
We have a little Sister, &c.
She hath no Breasts.
What shall we doe for our Sister in the day that she shall be spoken for?
She shall be spoken for.
VERS. 9.
If she be a wall.
We will build in it a Pallace of Silver.
And if she be a doore, &c.
VERS. 10.
I am a wall.
Her breasts are as Towers.
Then was I in his eyes as one that found favour.
VERS. 11, 12.
Solomon had a Vineyard, &c.
At Baal-hamon.
He let out the Vineyard unto keepers.
Every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thou∣sand pieces of Silver.
VERS. 12.
Thou (O Solomon) must have a thousand, &c.
And those that keepe the fruit thereof, two hundred.
VERS. 13.
O thou that dwellest in the Gardens.
The companions hearken to thy voyce, cause me to heare.
VERS. 14.
Make hast my beloved.
And be like unto the Roe, or the young Hart.
Ʋpon the Mountaines of Spices.
A Table of the principle things con∣tained in the foregoing Exposition.
A Table of those Scriptures which are occasionally handled or briefly il∣lustrated in the foregoing Exposition, The first numberrelates to the Chapter, the second to the verse, the third to the page.
THE PRINTER To the READER.
ERRATA.