T. Matthew [1549], The Byble, that is to say all the holy Scripture: In whych are c&obar;tayned the Olde and New Testamente, truely ∧ purely tr&abar;slated into English, ∧ nowe lately with greate industry ∧ dilig&ebar;ce recognised. [Edited by Edmund Becke.] (Imprinted by... Ihon Daye [etc.] and William Seres [etc.], London) [word count] [B05000].
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¶ The .vij. Chapter.
¶ Christ to the Synagoge.
A What pleasure haue ye more in the
Sulamite, than when she daunseth
among the men of warre?
¶ Christ to the Church.
O how pleasa&ubar;t are thy treadinges with
thy shoes, thou princes daughter? Thy thinges
are like a fayre iewel, which is wrought
by a connyng worke master: Thy nauell is
like a round goblet, which is neuer without
drynke: Thy w&obar;be is like an heap of wheat,
set about with Lylies:
B Thy two brestes are
lyke two twynnes of yong roes: Thy necke
is as it were a tower of yuery: thyne eyes
are lyke the water poles in Hesebon, beside
the porte of Bathrabbim: thy nose is like the
tower of Libanus, which loketh toward Damascus:
That head that standeth vpon the
is lyke Carmel: the heare of thy head is like
the kynges purple folden vp in plates.
C O how fayre ∧ louely art thou, my dearlyng,
in pleasures? Thy stature is like a date
tree, and thy brestes like the grapes.
¶ The spouse speakyng of the crosse.
I sayde: I will clymme vp into the date
tree, and take holde of hys braunches.
¶ The spouse speaking to the spousesse.
Thy brestes also shalbe as the vyne grapes,
the smell of thy nostrels lyke the smell
of apples, and thy throte like the beste wine.
This shalbe pure and cleare for my loue, his
lippes ∧ teth shal haue their pleasure. There
wyll I turne me vnto my loue, and he shall
turne hym vnto me.
¶ The Churche speakyng to Christe.
O come on my loue, let vs go forth into
the felde,
D and take oure lodgynge in the vyllages.
In the mornyng wyll we ryse by tymes,
and go se the vyneyarde: if it be sprong
forth, if the grapes be growne, ∧ if the pomegranates
be shut out. There wil I geue the
my brestes: there shall the Mandragoras
geue their smell besyde oure dores: there, O
my loue, haue I kepte vnto the all maner of
frutes, both newe and olde.
T. Matthew [1549], The Byble, that is to say all the holy Scripture: In whych are c&obar;tayned the Olde and New Testamente, truely ∧ purely tr&abar;slated into English, ∧ nowe lately with greate industry ∧ dilig&ebar;ce recognised. [Edited by Edmund Becke.] (Imprinted by... Ihon Daye [etc.] and William Seres [etc.], London) [word count] [B05000].
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