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Now there was found in it a man poor and wise, and he delivered the city by his wisdom, and no man afterward remembered that poor man.

And I said that wisdom is better than strength: how then is the wisdom of the poor man slighted, and his words not heard?

The heart of a wise man is in his right hand, and the heart of a fool is in his left hand.

The beginning of his words is folly, and the end of his talk is a mischievous error.

And they shall fear high things, and they shall be afraid in the way, the almond tree shall flourish, the locust shall be made fat, and the caper tree shall be destroyed: because man shall go into the house of his eternity, and the mourners shall go round about in the street.

Let us all hear together the conclusion of the discourse. Fear God, and keep his commandments: for this is all man:

Let him kiss me with the kiss of his mouth: for thy breasts are better than wine,

The king hath brought me into his storerooms: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, remembering thy breasts more than wine: the righteous love thee.

(1-11) While the king was at his repose, my spikenard sent forth the odour thereof.

As the apple tree among the trees of the woods, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow, whom I desired: and his fruit was sweet to my palate.

His left hand is under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.

All holding swords, and most expert in war: every man’s sword upon his thigh, because of fears in the night.

Go forth, ye daughters of Sion, and see king Solomon in the diadem, wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of the joy of his heart.

Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat the fruit of his apple trees. I am come into my garden, O my sister, my spouse, I have gathered my myrrh, with my aromatical spices: I have eaten the honeycomb with my honey, I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends, and drink, and be inebriated, my dearly beloved.

My beloved put his hand through the key hole, and my bowels were moved at his touch.

His head is as the finest gold: his locks as branches of palm trees, black as a raven.

His eyes as doves upon brooks of waters, which are washed with milk, and sit beside the plentiful streams.

His cheeks are as beds of aromatical spices set by the perfumers. His lips are as lilies dropping choice myrrh.

His hands are turned and as of gold, full of hyacinths. His belly as of ivory, set with sapphires.

His legs as pillars of marble, that are set upon bases of gold. His form as of Libanus, excellent as the cedars.