8:1 I would that thou, O my kinsman, wert he
that sucked the breasts of my mother; when I found thee without, I would
kiss thee; yea, they should not despise me.
8:2 I would take thee, I would bring thee into my mother's house, and into
the chamber of her that conceived me; I would make thee to drink of spiced
wine, of the juice of my pomegranates.
8:3 His left hand [should be] under my head, and his right hand should
embrace me.
8:4 I have charged you, ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the virtues of the
field, that ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, until he please.
8:5 Who is this that comes up all white, leaning on her kinsman? I raised
thee up under an apple-tree; there thy mother brought thee forth; there she
that bore thee brought thee forth.
8:6 Set me as a seal upon thy heart, as a seal upon thine arm; for love is
strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave, her shafts are shafts of
fire, [even] the flames thereof.
8:7 Much water will not be able to quench love, and rivers shall not drown
it; if a man would give all his substance for love, [men] would utterly
despise it.
8:8 Our sister is little, and has no breasts; what shall we do for our
sister, in the day wherein she shall be spoken for?
8:9 If she is a wall, let us build upon her silver bulwarks; and if she is a
door, let us carve for her cedar panels.
8:10 I am a wall, and my breasts are as towers; I was in their eyes as one
that found peace.
8:11 Solomon had a vineyard in Beelamon; he let his vineyard to keepers;
every one was to bring for its fruit a thousand [pieces] of silver.
8:12 My vineyard, even mine, is before me; Solomon [shall have] a thousand,
and they that keep its fruit two hundred.
8:13 Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice:
make me hear [it].
8:14 Away, my kinsman, and be like a doe or a fawn on the mountains of
spices. |
8:1 O that thou wert as my brother, that
sucked the breasts of my mother! when I should find thee without, I would
kiss thee; yea, I should not be despised.
8:2 I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother's house, who would
instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my
pomegranate.
8:3 His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace
me.
8:4 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake
my love, until he please.
8:5 Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon her
beloved? I raised thee up under the apple tree: there thy mother brought
thee forth: there she brought thee forth that bare thee.
8:6 Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is
strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals
of fire, which hath a most vehement flame.
8:7 Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it: if a
man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be
contemned.
8:8 We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts: what shall we do for
our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for?
8:9 If she be a wall, we will build upon her a palace of silver: and if she
be a door, we will inclose her with boards of cedar.
8:10 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one
that found favour.
8:11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baalhamon; he let out the vineyard unto
keepers; every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of
silver.
8:12 My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: thou, O Solomon, must have a
thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.
8:13 Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice:
cause me to hear it.
8:14 Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart
upon the mountains of spices. |