Löydetty 3518 Tulokset: Art
How fair thou art, my true love, how fair!✻ Eyes soft as dove’s eyes, half-seen behind thy veil; hair that clusters thick as the flocks of goats, when they come home from the Galaad hills; (Song of Solomon 4, 1)
Fair in every part, my true love, no fault in all thy fashioning! (Song of Solomon 4, 7)
What a wound thou hast made, my bride, my true love, what a wound thou hast made in this heart of mine! And all with one glance of an eye, all with one ringlet straying on thy neck! (Song of Solomon 4, 9)
Into his garden, then, let my true love come, and taste his fruit.✻ The garden gained, my bride, my heart’s love; myrrh and spices of mine all reaped; the honey eaten in its comb, the wine drunk and the milk, that were kept for me! Eat your fill, lovers; drink, sweethearts, and drink deep! (Song of Solomon 5, 1)
I lie asleep; but oh, my heart is wakeful! A knock on the door, and then my true love’s voice: Let me in, my true love, so gentle, my bride, so pure! See, how bedewed is this head of mine, how the night rains have drenched my hair! (Song of Solomon 5, 2)
as I caught the latch. When I opened, my true love was gone; he had passed me by. How my heart had melted at the sound of his voice! And now I searched for him in vain; there was no answer when I called out to him. (Song of Solomon 5, 6)
Nay, but tell us, fairest of women, how shall we know this sweetheart of thine from another’s? Why is he loved beyond all else, that thou art so urgent with us? (Song of Solomon 5, 9)
My sweetheart? Among ten thousand you shall know him; so white is the colour of his fashioning, and so red. (Song of Solomon 5, 10)
Fair thou art and graceful, my heart’s love; for beauty, Jerusalem itself is not thy match; yet no embattled array so awes men’s hearts.✻ (Song of Solomon 6, 3)
Who is this, whose coming shews like the dawn of day? No moon so fair, no sun so majestic, no embattled array so awes men’s hearts. (Song of Solomon 6, 9)
all unawares, my heart misgave me … beside the chariots of Aminadab.✻ (Song of Solomon 6, 11)
How graceful thou art, dear maiden, how fair, how dainty! (Song of Solomon 7, 6)
