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The Holy Bible in Modern English. Revised Edition.
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Ferrar Fentons 'Holy Bible in Modern English. All spelling, punctuation and formatting maintained through-out. Verse ordering follows the King James version for clarity and necessary organization of the verses.

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RF SOL 5:1 (The SHEPHERDESS replies to him from her bower.)
SHEPHERDESS sings.
Come in, my love, to my Garden;—
I will gather my myrrh and my balm,
I will feed you with honey,
Of my milk and my wine you shall drink;
Come, dearest, eat of my butter,
Come, drink and be drunken with love!
RF SOL 5:2 SHEPHERD, in ecstasy at the gate.
Do I sleep? Yet my heart is awake;
At the voice of my darling it beats!
Open, my Darling, my Love,
My Dove, my Most Perfect!—
My head is all sopping with dew,
My locks with the drops of the night!
RF SOL 5:3 SHEPHERDESS
I have put off my clothing!—
Why dress me again?
My feet have been washed!—
Can I soil them again?
RF SOL 5:4 (The SHEPHERDESS soliloquises.)
My love puts his hand to the latch,
And my breast sighs for him!
RF SOL 5:5 SCENE 3.
(The SHEPHERDESS arising to open the door finds her lover has gone upon her refusal, so she goes out to seek him, and is apprehended by the Police; when she appeals to the CHORUS to help her.)
SHEPHERDESS to the CHORUS.
I rose up to let in my love,—
And my hands were all dripping with myrrh,
And my fingers gave off their perfume
On the key of the lock;—
RF SOL 5:6 I opened the door to my love,
But my darling had gone!
My soul ran to find, it sought to speak to him,
But it found him not!
I called!—But he did not reply!
RF SOL 5:7 They found me, the watchmen patrolling the Town
They struck me! They bruised me!
They tore off my veil!
The Guards of the wall!
RF SOL 5:8 I entreat you, Jerusalem's daughters,
If you meet with my lover, you tell him,
That I am afflicted for love!
RF SOL 5:9 THE CHORUS, replying to her, ask—
What is your Lover, more than other lovers?
Oh! fairest of women!
What is your Lover, more than other lovers?
That you put us on oath?
RF SOL 5:10 SHEPHERDESS.
My Lover is handsome and ruddy,
More distinguished than many.
RF SOL 5:11 His head is fine gold,
His bushy curls black as a raven;
RF SOL 5:12 His eyes are like dove's on the banks of the brook,
Washed milk white, as they sit on the brim!
RF SOL 5:13 His cheeks are like beds of sweet flowers,
That grow up in rows,
His lips are like lilies diffusing perfume,
RF SOL 5:14 His hands ringed with gold set with topaz!
His breast made of ivory, with sapphires adorned,
RF SOL 5:15 His legs marble columns on bases of gold;—
His appearance like Lebanon,
As grand as its Cedars!—
RF SOL 5:16 His speech is most lovely and all one could wish!—
That is my Lover,—and that is my darling,—
Jerusalem's daughters!




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AKJV ROM 8:32 He that spared not his own Son, but delivered him up for us all, how shall he not with him also freely give us all things?



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