Ravished
“Where
has your lover gone, where did he turn?
Please
tell us, fairest one, and we, with you,
will
look for him for whom your heart does yearn.
He
loves you so and will not be untrue.”
My
lover to his garden has come down
to
browse among the lilies of delight.
I
am his precious love, and he is mine.
He
will declare his love and hold me tight:
“You
are so beautiful, my darling one.
As
lovely as Jerusalem are you.
Please
turn your eyes from me for I’m undone.
I’m
ravished by their glance, they pierce me through.
You
are the one I’ll love for all my days,
the
one for whom my heart is all ablaze.
(Ch. 6:1-5a)
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The Bride, Dante Gabriel Rossetti, 1865
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