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CHAP. III.
THen Naomi said, Shall I not, my Daughter,
Seek Rest for thee, that thou do well hereafter?
And is not Boaz, with whose Maids thou wast,
One of the nearest Kinsmen that thou hast?
Behold, this Night he in his Threshing-Floor
Is winnowing Barley, wash thy self therefore,
Anoint thee, put thy Cloaths on, and get down
Unto the Floor; but make not thy self known,
Till he hath eat and drank, and shall prepare
To lie him down; then take good notice where
He goes about to take his Night's Repose,
And go thou in there, and lift up the Cloaths
From off his Feet, and likewise lay thee down,
And what thou hast to do he will make known.
And she made answer, Whatsoever thou
Hast me commanded, will I gladly do.
And down unto the Floor she hasted, and
Forthwith fulfill'd her Mother-in-Law's Command.
So now when Boaz had his Heart refresh'd,
With Meat and Drink, he laid him down to rest,
Near to the heap of Corn; she softly came,
Uncover'd's Feet, and lay down by the same.
And, lo! at Midnight, as he turn'd him round,
He was afraid, for at his Feet he found
A Woman lay: Who art thou? then said he.
I am thine Handmaid Ruth, replyed she,
Over thine Handmaid therefore spread thy Skirt,
I pray, because thou a near Kinsman art.