CAP. V.
[verse 1] The Chirche seith of Crist. Come, my leef, in to his gardyn; and ete he the frut of his appelis. Crist seith to the Chirche. Cum in to my gardin, my sister, my spouse. I haue gedered my mirre, with my swoote spices; I eet myn honycomb, with myn hony; I dranc my wyn, with my mylc. Crist to the Apostolis seith. Eteth, ȝee frendes, and drinketh; and ȝee most derwrthe, beth inwardli maad drunke. [verse 2] I slepe, and myn herte waketh. The vois of the Chirche of Crist. The vois of my lemman knock|ende; opene thou to me, myn sister, my leef, my culuer, myn vnwemed; for myn hed is ful of dew, and my temple heres of the dropis of nyȝtis. [verse 3] I spoilede me my coote; hou shal I be clad [clothid AEGH.] it? I wesh [washide AGH.] my feet; hou shal I defoule them? [verse 4] My lemman putte his hond bi the hole; my wombe inwardli tremblede at the