 | 1611 - 360 pągines
...at the windows, Shewing himself through the lattice. My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For, lo, the winter...land ; The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, And thevines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away. 0 my... | |
 | Thomas Stackhouse - 1741 - 558 pągines
...of the Spring, and, among other Signs of its being come, makes mention of this, that * the Fig-free putteth forth her green Figs, and the Vines, with the tender Grape, give a good Jmell; or (as it may more literally be render'd) the Fig-free hath begun to give a flavour to her young... | |
 | 1744 - 326 pągines
[ El contingut d’aquesta pągina estą restringit ] | |
 | United Brethren in Christ - 1754 - 828 pągines
...time of the tinging of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land ; the fig-tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good fmell : arife, my love, my fair one, and come away. O my dove that art in the clefts of the rock, in... | |
 | John Milton, William Dodd - 1762 - 284 pągines
...gone; the Flowers appear on the Farth ; the 7'ime of the Singing of Birds is come, and the Voice of the Turtle is heard in our Land. The Fig tree putteth...the Vines with the tender ' Grape give a good Smell. Arife, my Love, 'my ' Fair-one, and come away." "COME, my Beloved, let us go forth into the " Field... | |
 | William Dodd, Joseph Addison - 1762 - 264 pągines
...Time of the Singing of Birds is come, and the Voice of the Turtle is heard in our Land. The Fig-tree putteth forth her green Figs, and the Vines with the tender Grape give a good Smell. Arife, my -Love, my Fair-one, and come away." " COME, my Beloved, let us go forth into the " Field... | |
 | 1765 - 416 pągines
...earth ; the time of fmging is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land. The fig-tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines, with the tender grape, give a good fmell. Arife, my love, my fair one, and come away. SoLoMON'S Song, TEMORA : • TEMORA AN EPIC POEM*.... | |
 | James Beattie - 1783 - 862 pągines
...of the finging of birds " is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard " in our land; the fig-tree putteth forth her " green figs, and the vines with the tender " grape give a good fmell : Arife, my Love, " my fair one, and come away." The truth is, that a mixture of fhorter with... | |
 | Ralph Erskine - 1793 - 384 pągines
...me, and I in him, the fame bnngeth forth much fruit ; for without me ye can do nothing. Song ii. 13. The fig. tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a gsod fmell. v. ii. Take us the foxes, the little foxes that fpoil the vines ; for our vines have tender... | |
 | George Horne - 1794 - 416 pągines
...will come; and the " voice of the turtle will be heard in our P is c. " land. The fig-tree will put forth her green " figs, and the vines, with the tender grape, " give a good fmell.—Awake, thou that " fleepeft, and arife from the dead, and " Chrift fhall give thee light."... | |
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Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For, lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone ; The flowers appear on the earth ; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land ; The fig tree putteth... 
