Song of Solomon 5
1 I have come to garden my O sister my bride I have gathered myrrh my with spice my I have eaten honeycomb my with honey my I have drunk wine my with milk my eat O friends drink and become drunk O lovers.
Mi derlyng, come in to his gardyn, to ete the fruyt of hise applis. Mi sister spousesse, come thou in to my gardyn. Y have rope my myrre, with my swete smellynge spices; Y haue ete an hony combe, with myn hony; Y haue drunke my wyn, with my mylk. Frendis, ete ye, and drynke; and derewortheste frendis, be ye fillid greetli.
2 I [was] sleeping and heart my [was] awake [the] sound of - lover my knocking open to me O sister my friend my dove my perfect [one] my that head my [is] filled dew locks my dewdrops of night.
Y slepe, and myn herte wakith. The vois of my derlyng knockynge; my sister, my frendesse, my culuer, my spousesse vnwemmed, opene thou to me; for myn heed is ful of dew, and myn heeris ben ful of dropis of niytis.
3 I have taken off tunic my how? will I put on it I have washed feet my how? will I dirty them.
I have vnclothid me of my coote; hou schal Y be clothid ther ynne? I haue waische my feet; hou schal Y defoule tho?
4 Lover my he sent hand his from the hole and inward parts my they were turbulent on him.
Mi derlyng putte his hond bi an hoole; and my wombe tremblide at the touchyng therof.
5 I arose I to open to lover my and hands my they dripped myrrh and fingers my myrrh flowing on [the] handles of the bolt.
Y roos, for to opene to my derlyng; myn hondis droppiden myrre, and my fyngris weren ful of myrre moost preued.
6 I opened I to lover my and lover my he had turned away he had passed away being my it went out when turned aside he I sought him and not I found him I called him and not he answered me.
Y openede the wiket of my dore to my derlyng; and he hadde bowid awei, and hadde passid. My soule was meltid, as the derlyng spak; Y souyte, and Y foond not hym; Y clepide, and he answerde not to me.
7 They found me the watchmen who go around in the city they struck me they bruised me they lifted garment my from on me [the] watchmen of the walls.
Keperis that cumpassiden the citee founden me; thei smytiden me, and woundiden me; the keperis of wallis token awey my mentil.
8 I adjure you O daughters of Jerusalem if you will find lover my what? will you tell to him that [am] weak of love I.
Ye douytris of Jerusalem, Y biseche you bi an hooli thing, if ye han founde my derlyng, that ye telle to hym, that Y am sijk for loue.
9 How [is]? lover your more than a lover O beautiful [one] among women how? [is] lover your more than a lover that thus you have adjured us.
A! thou faireste of wymmen, of what manner condicioun is thi derlyng `of the louede? of what manner condicioun is thi derling of a derling? for thou hast bisouyt vs bi an hooli thing.
10 Lover my [is] dazzling and ruddy [is] conspicuous more than ten thousand.
My derling is whyt and rodi; chosun of thousyndis.
11 Head his [is] gold of pure gold locks his [are] curls black like raven.
His heed is best gold; hise heeris ben as the bowis of palm trees, and ben blake as a crowe.
12 Eyes his [are] like doves at channels of water washing in milk sitting on fullness.
Hise iyen ben as culueris on the strondis of watris, that ben waischid in mylk, and sitten besidis fulleste ryueris.
13 Cheeks his [are] like [the] bed of spice towers of aromatic herbs lips his [are] lilies dripping myrrh flowing.
Hise chekis ben as gardyns of swete smellynge spices, set of oynement makeris; hise lippis ben lilies, droppynge doun the best myrre.
14 Hands his [are] rods of gold filled with chrysolite lower parts his [are] a plate of ivory covered sapphires.
Hise hondis ben able to turne aboute, goldun, and ful of iacynctis; his wombe is of yuer, ourned with safiris.
15 Legs his [are] pillars of marble founded on bases of pure gold appearance his [is] like Lebanon chosen like cedars.
Hise lippis ben pilers of marble, that ben foundid on foundementis of gold; his schapplinesse is as of the Liban, he is chosun as cedris.
16 Mouth his [is] sweetness and all of him [is] desirableness this [is] lover my and this [is] friend my O daughters of Jerusalem.
His throte is moost swete, and he is al desirable. Ye douytris of Jerusalem, siche is my derlyng, and this is my freend.
