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| Song-of-Solomon 8:1 | Oh that you were my brother, who took milk from my mother's breasts! When I came to you in the street, I would give you kisses; yes, I would not be looked down on. | Oh that thou wert as my brother, That sucked the breasts of my mother! [When] I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; Yea, and none would despise me. |
| Song-of-Solomon 8:2 | I would take you by the hand into my mother's house, and she would be my teacher. I would give you drink of spiced wine, drink of the pomegranate. | I would lead thee, [and] bring thee into my mother's house, Who would instruct me; I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate. |
| Song-of-Solomon 8:3 | His left hand would be under my head, and his right hand about me. | His left hand [should be] under my head, And his right hand should embrace me. |
| Song-of-Solomon 8:4 | I say to you, O daughters of Jerusalem, do not let love be moved till it is ready. | I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, That ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, Until he please. |
| Song-of-Solomon 8:5 | Who is this, who comes up from the waste places, resting on her loved one? It was I who made you awake under the apple-tree, where your mother gave you birth; there she was in pain at your birth. | Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, Leaning upon her beloved? Under the apple-tree I awakened thee: There thy mother was in travail with thee, There was she in travail that brought thee forth. |
| Song-of-Solomon 8:6 | Put me as a sign on your heart, as a sign on your arm; love is strong as death, and wrath bitter as the underworld: its coals are coals of fire; violent are its flames. | Set me as a seal upon thy heart, As a seal upon thine arm: For love is strong as death; Jealousy is cruel as Sheol; The flashes thereof are flashes of fire, A very flame of Jehovah. |
| Song-of-Solomon 8:7 | Much water may not put out love, or the deep waters overcome it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would be judged a price not great enough. | Many waters cannot quench love, Neither can floods drown it: If a man would give all the substance of his house for love, He would utterly be contemned. |
| Song-of-Solomon 8:8 | We have a young sister, and she has no breasts; what are we to do for our sister in the day when she is given to a man? | We have a little sister, And she hath no breasts: What shall we do for our sister In the day when she shall be spoken for? |
| Song-of-Solomon 8:9 | If she is a wall, we will make on her a strong base of silver; and if she is a door, we will let her be shut up with cedar-wood. | If she be a wall, We will build upon her a turret of silver: And if she be a door, We will inclose her with boards of cedar. |
| Song-of-Solomon 8:10 | I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers; then was I in his eyes as one to whom good chance had come. | I am a wall, and my breasts like the towers [thereof] Then was I in his eyes as one that found peace. |
| Song-of-Solomon 8:11 | Solomon had a vine-garden at Baal-hamon; he let out the vine-garden to keepers; every one had to give a thousand bits of silver for its fruit. | Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon; He let out the vineyard unto keepers; Every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand [pieces] of silver. |
| Song-of-Solomon 8:12 | My vine-garden, which is mine, is before me: you, O Solomon, will have the thousand, and those who keep the fruit of them two hundred. | My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: Thou, O Solomon, shalt have the thousand, And those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred. |
| Song-of-Solomon 8:13 | You who have your resting-place in the gardens, the friends give ear to your voice; make me give ear to it. | Thou that dwellest in the gardens, The companions hearken for thy voice: Cause me to hear it. |
| Song-of-Solomon 8:14 | Come quickly, my loved one, and be like a roe on the mountains of spice. | Make haste, my beloved, And be thou like to a roe or to a young hart Upon the mountains of spices. |
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