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While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth foorth the smell thereof.

As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloued among the sonnes. I sate downe vnder his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweete to my taste.

Hee brought me to the banketting house, and his banner ouer mee, was loue.

His left hand is vnder my head, and his right hand doeth imbrace me.

My beloued is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lillies.

Behold his bed, which is Solomons: threescore valiant men are about it, of the valiant of Israel:

They all hold swords, being expert in warre: Euery man hath his sword vpon his thigh, because of feare in the night.

Goe foorth, O yee daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon with the Crowne wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladnesse of his heart.

Awake, O Northwinde, and come thou South, blow vpon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out: let my beloued come into his garden, and eate his pleasant fruits.

My beloued put in his hand by the hole of the dore, and my bowels were moued for him.

His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and blacke as a Rauen.

His eyes are as the eyes of doues by the riuers of water, washed with milk, and fitly set.

His cheekes are as a bed of spices, as sweete flowers: his lippes like lillies, dropping sweete smelling myrrhe.

His hands are as gold rings set with the Berill: His belly is as bright iuorie, ouerlayd with Saphires.

His legges are as pillars of marble, set vpon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the Cedars.

His mouth is most sweete, yea he is altogether louely. This is my beloued, and this is my friend, O daughters of Ierusalem.

My beloued is gone downe into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feede in the gardens, and to gather lillies.

I am my beloueds, and his desire is towards me.

His left hand should be vnder my head, and his right hand should embrace me.

Many waters cannot quench loue, neither can the floods drowne it: if a man would giue all the substance of his house for loue, it would vtterly be contemned.