 | Job Orton, Robert Gentleman - 1805 - 476 pages
...but my heart waketh : [it is] the voice of my beloved that koocketh, [saying,] Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled : for my head is filled with dew, [and] my 3 locks with the drops of the night. I have put off my coat ; how shall I put it on ?... | |
 | John Skinner - 1809 - 582 pages
...but my heart waketh ; it is the voice qf'my Beloved that knockcth, saying, Open to me> . . my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled ; for my head is filled with dew, and mi/ locks with the drops of the night. I sleep, but my heart waketh — An abrupt introduction,... | |
 | Church of Scotland - 1810 - 636 pages
...sleep, but my heart waketh : it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove^ my undefiled : for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night. Ver. 3. I have put oil' my coat ; bow shall I put 108... | |
 | William Huntington (works.) - 1811 - 408 pages
...sleep, but my heart awaketh, it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled, for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night." This came with such power, and with such delight, as... | |
 | William Huntington - 1812 - 402 pages
...sleep, but my heart awaketh, it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled, for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night." This came with such power, and with such delight, as... | |
 | 1813 - 580 pages
...attend upon 'it afterward with n:ore care and diligence '. that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled : for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night. Ver. 3. I have put < ff my coat ; how shall I put it... | |
 | Samuel Lavington - 1815 - 640 pages
...call, and with more vehemence and importunity beseeches them : " Open to me, my sister, my spouse, my love, my dove, my undefiled ; for my head is filled with the dew, and my locks with the drops of the night." And all the while they lie stretched on the bed... | |
 | Richard Carlile - 1820 - 660 pages
...but my heart waketh : it is tb«voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, ray sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled : for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night. I have put off my coat, how shall 1 put it on ? I have... | |
 | George Paxton - 1825 - 578 pages
...let me see thy face ; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely. Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled ; for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night." And in his description of her holy beauties, we find... | |
 | Oliver Reywood - 1826 - 596 pages
...you for shame resist the powerful rhetoric of the Prince of peace? saying, open to " me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled, for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night." || Unto you, O men, I call, not to angels, to you,... | |
| |
I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night. 
