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They hold a comely paritie,
Nor orderlefs moleft,
As proud o'ertopping teeth would be
Thine active zeal, yet mild, doth keep
A juft equality;
Like ev'nly rounded flocks of fheep,
Verfe 3. Thy lips are like a breed of fearlet, and thy Speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomgrenate within thy locks.
I view'd thy beauteous moving lips,
And dropping pureft nectar † fips,
Thence facred pray'rs and praife proceed,
Thy lips are like a fcarlet threed
Dy'd with atoning blood.
Thefe balmy lips, with pleafing voice,
Shrill in devotion's path,
A pleafant liquor; delightful in tafte, colour, and fmell; antiently feigned to be drunk by the gods, and that whofoever drank of it should become immortal.
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Hence granate-like, thy temples fair,
While ruddy blufhes deck thy pray'r,
Verle 4. Thy neck is like the tower of David, builded for an armoury, whereon there bang a thousand bucklers, all fields of mighty men.
Befides thy coral lips and cheeks,
Thy tow'ring iv'ry neck,
Fram'd like a heav'nly ftructure, fpeaks
This neck of precious faith excells.
It holds the glorious Head, and dwells
As that was for an arm'ry built
So this moft vig'rous faith of thine
Thy neck of faith affimulates
It ftands renown'd for valiant feats,
Faith joining her almighty King,
Verse 5. Thy two breafts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies *.
Thy breafts of love refemble roes
Where I with pleasure feast,
Verse 6. Until the day break †, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountains of myrrb, and to the bill of frankincenfe.
I heard thy former warm requeft,
Thy pray'r ftill in mind I bear,
In Zion mount my feet shall flay,
There will I fmell the favour sweet
Of active grace and prayer; For Zion is my chofen feat,
I'll reft for ever there.
Accepted off'ring all mature
My holy hill furround,
Perfum'd with myrrh and incense pure,
Still, therefore, fhall my Spirit dwell
Verle 7. Thou art all fair, my love; there is no Spos
My love, thou feem'ft a loathfome worm:
Yet fuch thy beauties be,
I fpoke but half thy comely form;
Thour't wholly fair in me.
Fair love, by grace complete in me,
Beyond all beauteous brides; Each spot that ever fullied thee
My purple vefture hides.
Verfe 8. Come with me from Lebanon, my fpoufe ; with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
*The words here may be read by way of promile, Thou sbalt come
Fair confort, did I thee betroth;
Come, come with me from Lebanon,
Faith's object, things unfeen, unknown,
Come from this world's bewitching heights;
The pompous fopp'ries, gay delights,
Are mortal pleafures worth thy ftay,
By faith look from Amana's top,
Let me alone poffefs thy heart,
From thefe wild leopard-hills depart,
Bid thou mole-hills, adieu.
I'll thee to higher blifs exalt,
For ever with the Lord:
Come, come thou muft; and come thou fhalt,
My love's thy drawing cord.
Verfe 9. Thou hafs * ravished my heart, my fifter, my Spouse; thou haft ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.
* Or, taken away my beart.