...these tend to confirm the hypothesis of Mr. Fergusson, though they seem not to have occurred to him. My beloved is like a roe or a young hart : behold,...behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice. Cant. ii. 9. Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair...

...indeed (t) Of new Jerusalem ; that " holy home " Of present peace, and future happiness. VEES. 7, 8.—" The voice of my beloved ! Behold, he cometh leaping...behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself at the lattice." The voice of my Beloved ! the ancient Church Exclaimed in her delight...

...Israel for a good and fortunate month." The 12 1st Psalm is also repeated, and then the following — " The voice of my beloved ; behold he cometh, leaping...behind our wall — he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice." The face in the moon is looked upon as the Shechinak (n3>2B>)...

...proposed to him. So the church of old looked on him as one that came freely and cheerfully : Cant. ii. 8, 9, " The voice of my beloved ! behold, he cometh...the hills. My beloved is like a roe or a young hart : he standetn behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, showing himself through the lattice."...

...longing: "As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God" (Psalm 42:1); "My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold,...behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice" (Song of Solomon 2:9); "Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like...

...because her son, the God of Love, took Psyche as his bride. Pysche waited on a high lofty mountain. 'The voice of my beloved! Behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.' The wind came for Psyche, gathered her up and transported her to the palace of the God of Love. Then...

...a male companion in passages such as the following; (92) A bundle of myrrh is my beloved unto me... The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills. His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies... His belly is as bright...

...fair, my beloved — Yea, pleasant. Thy hair as black as a raven, Also our bed is green. Behold, Stefan standeth Behind our wall He looketh forth at the windows Showing himself through the lattice Rise up, my love, in the ice-cream shop For, lo, the winter is past The flowers appear on the earth...

...thought, so that one will know how to escape from error and distinguish between truth and falsehood. Hark! My beloved! Behold, he cometh Leaping upon the mountains Skipping upon the hills (z: 8) After their attainment of moral perfection, as explained in the preceding part of this allegory,...

...2.3] 2. My mother's children were angry with me they made me keeper of the vineyards [= Song 1.6] 3. Behold he standeth behind our wall he looketh forth at the windows shewing himself through the lattice [= Song 2.9] 4. By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth...