 | William Hepworth Dixon - Free love - 1868 - 392 pages
...come away;" and listening, as it were, in sleep, they heard a voice in the street cry out to them, " 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." All the warm words of this Song were on... | |
 | John Mason Neale - 1868 - 326 pages
...desire nothing save to love Thee. THE LIFE OF CHRIST IN THE BLESSED SACRAMENT. * 1. LOVE. Cant. v. 2. 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. S. Mark ix. 8. And they saw no man any more,... | |
 | Thomas Thellusson Carter - 1868 - 560 pages
...not. (Gout. iii.) 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. I opened to my Beloved ; but my Beloved... | |
 | Henry Augustus Rawes - 1869 - 292 pages
...Sacred Humanity, Thou art coming to us now in this Holy Sacrifice. My Jesus, what are Thy' words? " Open to me, My sister, My love, My dove, My undefiled...Head is full of Dew, and My Locks of the drops of the Night." Jesus, loving Bridegroom, most chosen Spouse, my heart is stirred within me and melts at Thy... | |
 | Richard Frederick Littledale - Bible - 1869 - 490 pages
...of eternal joy2 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. Here begins another main division of the... | |
 | Samuel Allen Windle - 1869 - 170 pages
...SOLOMON.' I. " 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 looks with the drops of the night." — CANT. v. 2. contrasts can be greater... | |
 | 1869 - 184 pages
...my beloved ones.1 (II.) I sleep, but my heart waketh : It is the voice of my Beloved that knocketh, Open to me, my sister, My love, my dove, my undefiled. For my head is filled with dew, My locks with the drops of the night. I have put off my coat, how shall I put it on... | |
 | Ralph Erskine - 1870 - 350 pages
...(«) SONG v. 2, 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 due, and my locks with the drops of the night. Dumb, yet cry Abba, Father, plain (g), Born... | |
 | 1870 - 218 pages
...abundantly, O beloved. 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 rilled with dew, and My locks with the drops of the night. I have p^ off my coat ; how shall I put... | |
 | Edward Henry Bickersteth - English poetry - 1871 - 368 pages
...OF THE SICK. ' 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."— SONS v. 2. ' Behold, I stand at the... | |
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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. 
