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BELOVED: Awake, north wind, come, wind of the south! Breathe over my garden, to spread its sweet smell around. Let my love come into his garden, let him taste its most exquisite fruits. (Song of Solomon 4, 16)
LOVER: I come into my garden, my sister, my promised bride, I pick my myrrh and balsam, I eat my honey and my honeycomb, I drink my wine and my milk. POET: Eat, friends, and drink, drink deep, my dearest friends. (Song of Solomon 5, 1)
The watchmen met me, those who go on their rounds in the city. They beat me, they wounded me, they took my cloak away from me: those guardians of the ramparts! (Song of Solomon 5, 7)
Your navel is a bowl well rounded with no lack of wine, your belly a heap of wheat surrounded with lilies. (Song of Solomon 7, 3)
I have decided, 'I shall climb the palm tree, I shall seize its clusters of dates!' May your breasts be clusters of grapes, your breath sweet-scented as apples, (Song of Solomon 7, 9)
BELOVED: Set me like a seal on your heart, like a seal on your arm. For love is strong as Death, passion as relentless as Sheol. The flash of it is a flash of fire, a flame of Yahweh himself. (Song of Solomon 8, 6)
So beware of uttering frivolous complaints, restrain your tongue from finding fault; even what is said in secret has repercussions, and a lying mouth deals death to the soul. (Wisdom of Solomon 1, 11)
Do not court death by the errors of your ways, nor invite destruction through the work of your hands. (Wisdom of Solomon 1, 12)
For God did not make Death, he takes no pleasure in destroying the living. (Wisdom of Solomon 1, 13)
To exist -- for this he created all things; the creatures of the world have health in them, in them is no fatal poison, and Hades has no power over the world: (Wisdom of Solomon 1, 14)
But the godless call for Death with deed and word, counting him friend, they wear themselves out for him; with him they make a pact, worthy as they are to belong to him. (Wisdom of Solomon 1, 16)
We came into being by chance and afterwards shall be as though we had never been. The breath in our nostrils is a puff of smoke, reason a spark from the beating of our hearts; (Wisdom of Solomon 2, 2)
