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A brief exposition of the whole book of Canticles, or Song of Solomon lively…
A brief exposition of the whole book of Canticles, or Song of Solomon lively describing the estate of the church in all the ages thereof, both Jewish and Christian, to this day ... / written by that learned and godly divine, John Cotton ...
London: printed for Philip Nevil, 1642
Chapter 7: THE CANTICLES, OR SONG OF SONGS, opened and explained.
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.
THE TEXT. CHAP. 7.
How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O Princes daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like Jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman. verse 2 Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat, set about with lilies. verse 3 Thy two breasts are like two young Roes that are twins. verse 4 Thy neck is as a tower of Ivory: thine eyes like the fish pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon, ⟨p. 205⟩which looketh toward Damascus. verse 5 Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple, the King is held in the galleries. verse 6 How fair, and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights! verse 7 This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes. verse 8 I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples. verse 9 And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak. verse 10 I am my beloveds, and his desire is towards me. verse 11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field: let us lodge in the villages. verse 12 Let us get up early to the vineyards, let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth, there will I give thee my loves. verse 13 The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.
HOw beautifull are thy feet with shooes, O Princes daughter! the joynts of thy thighes are like Jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman. verse 2 Thy navell is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat, set about with lillies. verse 3 Thy two brests are like two young Roes that are twins. verse 4 Thy necke is as a tower of Ivory: thine eyes like the fish pooles in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon, ⟨p. 205⟩