...beloved, [who was] knocking : ' Open to me, my sister, my consort, * My dove, my accomplished one ; ' For my head is filled with dew, ' And my locks with the drops of the night. S L 130 CH. V. 3 ' I have put off my vest, how shall I put * it on ? ' I have washed my feet, how shall...

...voice of my Beloved that knocketh, faying, Open to me, my fifter, my love, my dove, my undefiled ; for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night." — Look on yourfelves, (2.) As his. temple, i Cor. vi. 19. (quoted ahove) ; a temple confecrated and...

...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."....! sleep ; alas ! sinful slumber hath taken hold of my soul ; my drowsy powers relax ; a heavy weight...

...him, now provoke To bitter frenzy and untender rage. And still at intervals, the more his breast * My head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of night. SOLOMON'S SONG. To wring with torture, all the blandishments, The rosy hours, the dreams of...

...beam of the cast ; my tear» descend with the drops of night.] It is the voice of my beloved, &c. — for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drups of night. Solomon's Song, v. 2. * I was a lovely tree in thy presence, Oscar, vith all my branches...

...voice of my Beloved that knocketh, faying, Open to me my fifter, my love, niy dove, my undefiled : for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of night. yifa. xlii. 1 8, 19, Hear, ye deaf, and look ye blind, that ye may fee." Who is blind,but myfervant...

...years ! Has he not often said to us in effect as to the church of old : Open to me, my sister, my love; for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night ! Cant. v. 2. It is indeed a wonderful patience that can bear with such repeated slights, so many repulses...

...recognizes the voice of her beloved, saying to her, " 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." Song v. 2. Such was the moving language in which he addressed her; but how listless and contemptuous...

...xviii. 1, 2, and Luke xxi. 3Y, and chap. xxii. 39. So that Ayhat was spoken of Christ in^ Cant. \< 2. " My head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night," was literally fulfilled. And through his poverty he doubtless was often pinched with hunger, and thirst,...

...beautiful passage in the Song of Solomon, " Open the door, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefilcd; for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of night." The stanzas, with some variation, likewise occur in some copies of the Lots of Lochroyan. He...