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CHAPTER V.
My sister O my Spouse, I am entred [unspec 1]
Into my garden: I have gathered
My Myrrh together with my spices-sweet,
My honey-combe did with my honey eat,
I drunke my wine, with my milke: friends eate yee,
Drinke, O beloved, and drinke-plenteously.
I am asleepe, and yet my heart waketh: [unspec 2]
The voice of my Beloved that knocketh:
Open thou unto me my sister deere,
My love, my dove, my perfect-one sincere:
For my head is with dew replenished,
My locks, with drops that from the night proceed.
I dofft my coat, how shall it on againe? [unspec 3]
I washt my feete, how shall I them distaine?
Put in his hand by'th hole did my beloved: [unspec 4]
And for him were my bowels troublous-moved.
To open to my Loved, I rose-up: [unspec 5]
And my hands myrrh, my fingers eke did drop
Passing-sweet myrrh, the locke handles upon.
Open I did to my beloved-one, [unspec 6]
And my beloved had himselfe drawn-backe,
Was past: my soule went-forth for that he spake:
I did him seeke, and yet I found him not,
I called him, yet I no answere-got.
The Watchmen that did goe the city round, [unspec 7]