- 1. As a lily among the thorns,
- 2. So `is' my friend among the daughters!
- 3. As a citron among trees of the forest, So `is' my beloved among the sons, In his shade I delighted, and sat down, And his fruit `is' sweet to my palate.
- 4. He hath brought me in unto a house of wine, And his banner over me `is' love,
- 5. Sustain me with grape-cakes, Support me with citrons, for I `am' sick with love.
- 6. His left hand `is' under my head, And his right doth embrace me.
- 7. I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes or by the hinds of the field, Stir not up nor wake the love till she please!
- 8. The voice of my beloved! lo, this -- he is coming, Leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
- 9. My beloved `is' like to a roe, Or to a young one of the harts. Lo, this -- he is standing behind our wall, Looking from the windows, Blooming from the lattice.
- 10. My beloved hath answered and said to me, `Rise up, my friend, my fair one, and come away,
- 11. For lo, the winter hath passed by, The rain hath passed away -- it hath gone.
- 12. The flowers have appeared in the earth, The time of the singing hath come, And the voice of the turtle was heard in our land,
- 13. The fig-tree hath ripened her green figs, And the sweet-smelling vines have given forth fragrance, Rise, come, my friend, my fair one, yea, come away.
- 14. My dove, in clefts of the rock, In a secret place of the ascent, Cause me to see thine appearance, Cause me to hear thy voice, For thy voice `is' sweet, and thy appearance comely.
- 15. Seize ye for us foxes, Little foxes -- destroyers of vineyards, Even our sweet-smelling vineyards.
- 16. My beloved `is' mine, and I `am' his, Who is delighting among the lilies,
- 17. Till the day doth break forth, And the shadows have fled away, Turn, be like, my beloved, To a roe, or to a young one of the harts, On the mountains of separation!
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