Löydetty 492 Tulokset: Loyal Love
Oh, that sweet utterance! Nothing of him but awakes desire. Such is my true love, maidens of Jerusalem; such is the companion I have lost. (Song of Solomon 5, 16)
But where went he, fairest of women, this true love of thine? Tell us what haunts he loves, and we will come with thee to search for him. (Song of Solomon 5, 17)
Where should he be, my true love, but among the spices; where but in his garden, gathering the lilies? (Song of Solomon 6, 1)
All mine, my true love, and I all his; ever he would choose the lilies for his pasture-ground.✻ (Song of Solomon 6, 2)
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)
mouth soft to my love’s caress✻ as good wine is soft to the palate, as food to lips and teeth. (Song of Solomon 7, 9)
My true love, I am all his; and who but I the longing of his heart?✻ (Song of Solomon 7, 10)
Come with me, my true love; for us the country ways, the cottage roof for shelter. (Song of Solomon 7, 11)
Dawn shall find us in the vineyard, looking to see what flowers the vine has, and whether they are growing into fruit; whether the pomegranates are in blossom. And there thou shalt be master of my love. (Song of Solomon 7, 12)
The mandrakes, what scent they give! Over the door at home there are fruits of every sort a-drying; I put them by, new and old, for my true love to eat. (Song of Solomon 7, 13)
An oath, maidens of Jerusalem! Never wake from her sleep my heart’s love, till wake she will!✻ (Song of Solomon 8, 4)
Who is this that makes her way up by the desert road, all gaily clad, leaning upon the arm of her true love?✻ When I came and woke thee, it was under the apple-tree, the same where sore distress overtook thy own mother, where she that bore thee had her hour of shame. (Song of Solomon 8, 5)
