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Scriptural poems being several portions of Scripture digested into English verse /
Scriptural poems being several portions of Scripture digested into English verse / by John Bunyan.
London: printed for J. Blare, 1700
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
CHAP. III.
Then Naomi said, Shall I not, my Daughter, Seek Rest for thee, that thou do well hereafter? And is not Boaz, with whose Maids thou wast, One of the nearest Kinsmen that thou hast? Behold, this Night he in his Threshing-Floor Is winnowing Barley, wash thy self therefore, Anoint thee, put thy Clothes on, and get down Unto the Floor; but make not thy self known, Till he hath eat and drank, and shall prepare To lie him down; then take good notice where He goes about to take his Night's Repose, And go thou in there, and lift up the Clothes From off his Feet, and likewise lay thee down, And what thou hast to do he will make known. And she made answer, Whatsoever thou Hast me commanded, will I gladly do. And down unto the Floor she hasted, and Forthwith fulfilled her Mother-in-Law's Command. So now when Boaz had his Heart refreshed, With Meat and Drink, he laid him down to rest, Near to the heap of Corn; she softly came, Uncovered his Feet, and lay down by the same. And, lo! at Midnight, as he turned him round, He was afraid, for at his Feet he found A Woman lay: Who art thou? then said he. I am thine Handmaid Ruth, replied she, Over thine Handmaid therefore spread thy Skirt, I pray, because thou a near Kinsman art. ⟨p. 14⟩Blessed be thou, said he, because thou hast Made manifest more Kindness at the last, Than at the first, in that thou didst, my Daughter, No young Men, whether poor or rich, go after: And now, my Daughter, be not thou afraid, I will do to thee all that thou hast said: For all the City of my People knows, Thou art a Woman truly virtuous; And now, though I am Kin undoubtedly, Yet there is one that's nearer Kin than I: Tarry this Night, and when 'tis Morning light, If he will like a Kinsman do thee right, We'll let him, but if not, I my self will, As the Lord lives, till Morning lie thou still. And till the Morning at his Feet she lay, And then arose about the break of Day; And he gave her a Charge, not to declare That there had any Womankind been there: He also said, Bring here thy Veil, and hold To me; she did, and thereinto he told Six Measures full of Barley, and did lay It on her, and she hasted thence away. And when unto her Mother-in-Law she came, Art thou, said she, my Daughter, come again?