Song of Songs 5:14
His handes are lyke golde rynges, hauyng inclosed the precious stone of Tharsis. His body is as the pure iuorie, dect ouer with Saphires:
His handes are lyke golde rynges, hauyng inclosed the precious stone of Tharsis. His body is as the pure iuorie, dect ouer with Saphires:
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15His legges are as the pillers of Marble set vpon sockettes of golde. His face is as Libanus: and as the beautie of the Cedar trees.
16The wordes of his mouth are sweete: yea he is altogether louely: Such a one is my loue O ye daughters of Hierusalem, such a one is my loue.
10As for my loue, he is whyte and red coloured, a goodly person among tenne thousande.
11His head is as the most fine golde, the lockes of his heere are busshed, & blacke as a crowe.
12His eyes are as the eyes of doues by the water brookes as though they were wasshed with mylke, and are set lyke pearles in golde.
13His cheekes are lyke a garden bed, wherin the Apothecaries plant all maner of sweete thynges. His lippes are lyke lilies that droppe sweete smellyng Myrre:
9Unto the hoast of Pharaos charets haue I compared thee, O my loue.
10Thy cheekes and thy necke is beautifull as the turtles, and hanged with spanges and goodly iewels,
11a neckband of golde wyll we make thee, with siluer buttons.
1O howe pleasaunt are thy treadynges with thy shoes, thou princes daughter? the ioyntes of thy thighes are like a faire iewell, which is wrought by a cunnyng workemaister.
2Thy nauell is lyke a rounde goblet, which is neuer without drynke. Thy wombe is like a heape of wheate that is set about with lilies.
3Thy two breastes are lyke two twinnes of young roes.
4Thy necke is as it were a towre of iuorie: thine eyes also are lyke the water pooles that are in Hesebon, beside the port of Bathrabbim, thy nose is lyke the towre of Libanus, which loketh towarde Damascus.
5That head that standeth vpon thee is lyke Carmel: and the heere of thy head is like purple, and like a kyng dwellyng among many water conduites.
6O Howe faire and louely art thou my dearlyng in pleasures?
7Thy stature is lyke a paulme tree, and thy breastes lyke the grapes.
3Thy lippes are lyke a rose coloured ribande, thy wordes are louely, thy cheekes are like a peece of a pomegranate within thyne heeres.
4Thy necke is like the towre of Dauid buylded with costly stones, lying out on the sides wherevpon there hange a thousande shieldes: yea all the weapons of the giauntes.
5Thy two breastes are lyke two twinnes of young Roes, whiche feede among roses.
10the pillers are of siluer, the couering of golde, the seate of purple, the grounde is pleasauntly paued with loue for the daughters of Hierusalem.
7Her abstayners were whyter then the snowe or milke, their colour was freshe, red as corall, their beautie like the Saphire.
6The stones of it are a place of Saphires, and the dust of it is golde.
5I lift vp myne eyes, and loked: and beholde a man clothed in linnen, whose loynes were girded vp with fine golde of Uphaz.
6His body was lyke the thurkis stone, his face to loke vpon was lyke lightening, his eyes as lampes of fire, his armes and feete were lyke in colour to pullished brasse, and the voyce of his wordes was lyke the voyce of a multitude.
8All thy garmentes smell of Myrre, Aloes, and Cassia, out of the iuorie palaces: wherby they haue made thee glad.
9Kynges daughters are amongst thy honourable women: vpon thy ryght hande standeth the queene in a vesture of golde of Ophir.
32This images head was of fine gold, his brest and armes of siluer, his belly and his thighes of brasse.
7Thy cheekes are like a peece of a pomegranate within thy lockes of heere.
11I decked thee with costly apparell, I put braselets vpon thy hands, a chayne about thy necke.
12And I put a frontlet vpon thy face, and eareringes vpon thyne eares, and a beautifull crowne vpon thyne head.
13Thus wast thou deckt with golde and siluer, and thy rayment was of fine linnen, and of silke, and of broidred worke: thou didst eate fine floure, honye and oyle, marueylous beautifull wast thou, and thou dydst luckyly prosper into a kingdome.
24His breastes are full of milke, and his bones runne full of marowe.
9Siluer is brought out of Tharsis, and beaten to plates, and gold from Ophir, a worke that is made with the hande of the craftesman, and they are clothed with yelowe silke and scarlet: all these are the worke of cunning men.
16Lo how his strength is in his loynes, and what power he hath in the nauil of his body.
17When he wyll, he spreadeth out his tayle lyke a Cedar tree, all his sinowes are stiffe.
18His bones are lyke pipes of brasse, yea his bones are lyke staues of iron.
12And the golde of the lande is very good. There is also Bdellium, and the Onix stone.
15There is golde, and a multitude of precious stones: but the lippes of knowledge are a precious iewell.
6And he ouerlayed the house with precious stone beautyfully: And the golde was golde of Paruaim.
2Thou art fayrer then the children of men, full of grace are thy lippes: because the Lorde hath blessed thee for euer.
6Set about me cuppes of wine, comfort me with apples, for I am sicke of loue.
15She is more worth then pretious stones: and all the thinges that thou canst desire, are not to be compared vnto her.
16No wedges of gold of Ophir, no precious Onix stones, no Saphires may be valued with her.
13a bundell of myrre is my loue vnto me, he wyll lye betwixt my brestes:
21And rynges, and nose iewels:
12I wyll not keepe secrete his great strength, his power, nor his comely proportion.
13The kynges daughter is all glorious within: her clothyng is of wrought golde.
13And in ye middes of the candlestickes, one lyke vnto the sonne of man, clothed with a garment downe to the feete, and girde about the pappes with a golden girdle.
15And his feete lyke vnto fine brasse, as though they brent in a furnace, and his voyce as the sounde of many waters.
18And the king made a great seate of iuorie, and couered it with the best golde.