CHAPTER VIII.
VVHo will give thee, as a brother [unspec 1] to me; sucking the breasts of my mother: I would finde thee with∣out, I would kisse thee; also, they shold not despise mee, I would leade thee, [unspec 2] I would bring thee into my mothers house, thou shouldest instruct mee: I would cause thee to drinke, of spiced wine; of the juce, of my Pomegra∣nate. His left hand, under mine head; and his right-hand, imbrace mee. [unspec 3]
I adjure you, ô daughters of Ierusa∣lem: why should yee stirre, and why [unspec 4] should yee stirre-up the Love, untill it please▪
Who is this, that commeth-up out of the wildernesse; that leaneth, upon her [unspec 5] Beloved? Vnder the apple-tree, I stir∣red up; there, thy mother painfully∣brought thee forth, there, she painfully∣brought forth that bare thee. Set me, [unspec 6] as a seale, upon thine heart; as a seale, upon thine 〈◊〉〈◊〉; for love, is strong as death, zeale, is hard as hell: the coales thereof are coales of fire, the flame of Iah. Many waters, cannot quench [unspec 7] love; neither can the flouds drowne it: if a man would give all the substance of his house, for love; contemning they would contemne it.
We have a little sister, and she hath [unspec 8] no breasts: what shall wee doe for our sister, in the day when she shall bee spo∣ken of▪ If shee bee a wall; wee will [unspec 9] build upon her, a pallace of silver: and if shee be a doore▪ wee will inclose her, with boards of Cedar. I am a wall, and [unspec 10] my breasts as to w〈…〉〈…〉: then was I in his eyes, as one that findeth peace.
〈…〉〈…〉 on had a Vineyard, in Baal∣hath on▪ [unspec 11] hee gave the Vineyard, to keepers: every man shall bring for the fruit thereof, a thousand (shekels) of silver▪ 〈◊〉〈◊〉 My Vineyard which is mine, is [unspec 12] before 〈…〉〈…〉, ô So∣〈◊〉〈◊〉▪ and two hundred, to those that keepe the 〈◊〉〈◊〉 thereof.
Thou that dwellest in the gardens, [unspec 13] the companions attending to thy voice 〈◊〉〈◊〉 thou me to heare.
Hee my beloved, and bee thou like [unspec 14] to a Roe, or to a 〈◊〉〈◊〉 of the Harts; upon, the mountaines of spices.
CHAPTER VIII.
O Who will give thee, as to me a brother; [unspec 1]
Even he that sucked the breasts of my mother:
I would finde thee without, I would kisse thee;
And also, I should not despised be.
I would thee leade, I would thee bring into [unspec 2]
My mothers house, instruct me shouldest thou:
I would cause thee to drink, wine mixt with spice,
Of my Pomegranate the delightfull juice.
His left hand, underneath mine head (have place) [unspec 3]
His right hand also, me about imbrace.
O daughters of Ierusalem that be, [unspec 4]
I doe adjuring charge you: why should ye
Awaking-stirre, and why should ye disease,
By stirring up the Love, untill it please?
Who's this, that comes up from the desert wast [unspec 5]
That to her Loved, leaning cleaveth-fast?
I stird thee up, under the Apple-tree:
Thy mother there with pain did bring-forth thee;
There, she that bare thee did bring-forth-with▪ smart.
O set me, as a seale upon thine heart; [unspec 6]
Vpon thine arme (eke set me) as a seale;
For love is strong as death; and jealous-zeale,
Is hard as hell: the coales eke of the same
Are coales of fire, of Iahs consuming flame.
The many waters, love they cannot quench; [unspec 7]
Neither the flouds, are able it to dre••ch:
If man would all wealth of his house expend,
For love; it would be utterly contemn'd.
We have a sister small, no breasts hath she: [unspec 8]
In day when she is spoke of, what shall we
Doe for our sister? If she be a wall; [unspec 9]
A silver pallace, build on her we shall:
And if she be a doore; inclose will we
Her round about, with boards of Cedar tree.
I am a wall, my breasts as towres likewise: [unspec 10]
Then was I as peace finding in her eyes.
In Baal-hamon, there a Vineyard was [unspec 11]
Of Solomons; the Vineyard he did passe
In hire to keepers: every man he brings
For fruit thereof, a thousand silverlings.
My Vineyard which is mine, fore me remaines: [unspec 12]
The thousand to thee, Solomon pertaines;
Two hundred eke, be the fruit-keepers part.
O thou that dweller in the gardens art, [unspec 13]
Vnto thy voice they that companions be
Attending are to heare it cause thou mee.
Flee, my Belov'd, and have a ••••es likenes, [unspec 14]
〈◊〉〈◊〉 a yong Hart; on 〈◊〉〈◊〉 of spices.