Wednesday, November 30, 2016

13. Awoken From Sleep

Awoken From Sleep

He came into his garden paradise
to eat the honeycomb and drink the wine.
He smelled its fragrant perfume and its spice.
Oh drink your fill, my love, and freely dine.
I was asleep, but suddenly awoke.
I heard my lover knocking at the door.
These urgent words my suitor to me spoke:
Please let me in, my dove whom I adore.
My head is drenched with dew, my hair is wet,
for I have been asleep outside all night.”
Now, when I heard him, I began to fret:
Must I get dressed again before it’s light?
I washed my feet before I went to bed.
If I go out they will be soiled instead.

(Ch. 5:1-3)

Cymon and Iphigenia, Frederic Lord Leighton, 1864

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