Ver. Thy catching eyes (of faith and love)
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That make myself their prize,
Have overcome me; pray remove

And turn away thine eyes.
Gay like a pleasant flock of goats,

On Gilead's stately height,
Is thine adorning hair, (that notes

Thy known deportment bright.) 6 Thy teeth are like a flock of theep,

Even fhorn, from washing come;
Each grace with twins their order keep,

And bring full product home. 7 Like to a piece of pomegranate,

Thy temples ruddy clear,
Within thy locks affectionate

And graceful blushes bear.
8 Queens, concubines, and virgins are

Unnumber'd, whom they call
The earth's great beauties, charming fair;

But thou excell'it them all.
9 My spotless dove as one I view,

She's all in one to me ;
Her mther churches darling too,

And choicest progeny.
The daughters saw her, and around

They bless'd' her comely face;
Yea, queens and damsels more renown'd,

Extolld her shining grace. 10 “ Who's this (said they) fo brightly springs,

“ Like to the morning ray ;
“ That cleaves night's shades with silver wings

• To haste the golden day !
« With fun and moon her beauties vie ;

“ Yea, terrible to see !
" An host appears, and banners fly;

“ O what an One is the !
11 Down to the garden of sweet nuts

I went, when I withdrew,
To see the budding valley fruits

If grapes and 'granates grew.

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How

Ver. And unawares thy foul at ebb,

Quick A wing, set me high
On chariots of Aminadab,

And wings of love to fly.
13 Return, return, O Shulamite;

Return, return apace ;
That we may look with great delight

Upon thy beauteous face.
What in the Shulamite so damp'd

Have heav'nly hosts to see?
As 'twere, two hosts on earth encampd,
So choice a sight is she.

CH A P. VII.
A furtber Description of the Church's Graces. Sbe

profefferb ber Faith and Defire.

(Cbrisi's Words.]
1 HOW beauteous are thy feet with shoes, ,

O prince's daughter fair !
Each stately step thou walkest shows

A sparkling heav'nly air.
The joints, that strength and motion do

To thy right steps impart,
Like orient jewels burnish'd new,

Speak holy curious art.
2 Thy bowels warm, where kindness glows,

Thine infant brood to feed,
Seem like a bowl that overflows

With liquor for their need.
Thy fertile womb an heap of wheat

Forms to thy lily brood;
While younger babes have proper meat,

The elder solid food.
3 Like two young roes appear thy breasts,

That are delightful twins ;
Thine equal care so sweetly feeds

Thy babes in sacred inns.
4 Thy neck that holds thy head most high,

Like iv'ry white and fair,
May with a tow'r that mounts the sky,
For strength and state compare.

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Ver. Thine eyes are like the lucid pools

Of filh at Hefhbon, near
Bathrabbim gate ; (no learned fools

Had ever sight so clear.)
Thy nose sagacious ; (th'en’my wots)

Looks bold like Leb'non's tow'r,
Damascus-ward; to smell their plots,

And watch against their pow'r.
5 Thy knowing head, like Carmel high,

Appears in crimson red;
Its hairs and dress a purple dye :

(With blood the Lord did shed.) Hence'ev'n the King of kings compellid,

Within thine arms embrace,
Is fast a willing captive held,

In gall’ries of his grace.
6 O love, how fair thou art's untold,

In thee what charming fights !
How sweet thy graces manifold !

How pleasant for delights!
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I to the palm-tree do compare

Thy stature streight and fine ;
Thy bralts of love, so full and fair,

To clusters of the vine.
8 I said, I will this palm-tree climb,

And of its boughs take hold;
My love I'll to my bride in trim

And to her babes unfold :
Then shall thy loving breasts o'erflow,

Like clusters full of wine ;
The breath of life thy nostrils blow

Shall smell as apples fine.
9 With wine that's of the richest kind,

(Reserv'd for whom I love)
Thy palate drench'd, shall clear the mind,

And graceful speech improve :
Juice from the living vine that flows,

Goes sweetly down by sips :
The mouth of Neepers doth unclose,

And fanctify their lips.

(To be Cburcb's Words.] Ver. My well-beloved I must admire, 10 Most worthy though he be, He's inine; and, lo! his heart's desire

Is towards worthless me.
11 Come, love; lets to the field of grace,

Retire from earth's annoy :
Make villages our lodging place,

That none disturb our joy.
12 Let's to the vineyards early go,

To fee if fruits improves;
If tender grapes and 'granates grow :

There I'll give thee my loves.
13 Sweet mandrakes smell, and at our door,

All pleasant fruits there be,
Both new and old, laid up in store,

My dearest Lord, for thee.

CHAP VIII.

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The Churcb's love to Christ, and the Vebemency

iberrof. Sbe interceedesb for ibe Gentiles, and prayetb for Curist's coming.

[Tbe Churcb's Word..] O

THAT thou as my brother wert,

My mother's fucking child ;
I'd kiss and hug thee in my heart;

Nor be for this revil'd.
Yea, in the op'neft patent place,

Without a blush for Thame,
I would with joyful arms embrace,

The babe of Bethlehem.
2 I'd bring thee to my mother's house,

Who would instruct me there :
The spiced wine, and 'granates juice,

Should be thy royal fare.
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His left-hand for my support he,

Beneath my head should place;
And for my comfort lend to me

His right-hand's foft embrace.

Ver. O Salem's daughters, do not prove
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Disturbers of his ease;
ị charge you ftir not up my Love,
Nor wake him till he please.

[T be Companions Words.]
5 (Whose this up from the wilderness

Of sin and forrow mov'd,
Comes leaning thus, and laying stress
Upon her Well. belov'd ?)

[Tbe Church's Words. ]
Beneath the shady apple-tree,

I did the raise with care :
Thy mother travail'd there with thee;

Thy happy birth was there.
O do thou set me as a seal,

Upon thine heart and arm :
For love, is strong as death, I feel

Suspicion cruelly warm ;
Unsatiate like the grave's desire,

Is killing jealousy:
The coals thereof are coals of fire,

That flame moft ve’hmently.
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Can love be quench'd with many floods?

Or drown', with waters? No:
Should one for love give all his goods,

The price were basely low,
8 We have a little filter, Lord;

No brealts yet form'd hath she :
What help to her shall we afford,
When she bespoke shall be ?

[Cbriff's Words.]
, If once she be a wall, through grace,

We'll take a special care ;
To build on her a dwelling-place,

A silver palace fair :
If once her heart's an open door,

For me to enter in,
We'll as with cedar boards secure

And strengthen her within.