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  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. |
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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.°° |
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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. |
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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.° |
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8:3
His left hand [should be] under my head, and his right hand should embrace me. |
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8:3
His left hand°
[should be] under°
my head,°
and his right hand°
should embrace°°
me. |
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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. |
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8:4
I charge°°
you, O daughters°
of Jerusalem,°
that°
ye stir not up,°°
nor°
awake°°°
[my] love,°
until°
he please.°°° |
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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. |
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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. |
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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. |
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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.° |
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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. |
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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.°° |
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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? |
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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?°°° |
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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. |
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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.° |
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8:10
I am a wall, and my breasts are as towers; I was in their eyes as one that found peace. |
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8:10
I°
[am] a wall,°
and my breasts°
like towers:°
then°
was°
I in his eyes°
as one that found°°
favour.° |
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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. |
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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.° |
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8:12
My vineyard, even mine, is before me; Solomon [shall have] a thousand, and they that keep its fruit two hundred. |
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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.° |
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8:13
Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: make me hear [it]. |
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8:13
Thou that dwellest°°
in the gardens,°
the companions°
hearken°°
to thy voice:°
cause me to hear°°
[it]. |
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8:14 ¶
Away, my kinsman, and be like a doe or a fawn on the mountains of spices. |
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8:14 ¶
Make haste,°°
my beloved,°
and be thou like°°
to a roe°
or°
to a young°
hart°
upon°
the mountains°
of spices.° |
