Song of Solomon

2 [She.] I am The meadow-saffron of Sharon, The lily of the valleys.

2 [He.] As a lily among thorns So is my fair one among the daughters!

3 [She.] As an apple-tree among the trees of the forest So is my beloved among the sons: In his shade I greatly delighted and sat down, And his fruit was sweet to my taste.

4 He hath brought me into the house of wine, And his banner over me is love.

5 Sustain me with raisin-cakes, Refresh me with apples,—For sick with love I am.

6 His left hand under my head Then his right hand embraceth me!

7 [He.] I adjure you, ye daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles or by the hinds of the field,—That ye wake not nor arouse the dear love until she please!

8 [She.] The voice of my beloved! Lo! here he cometh,—Leaping over the mountains, Skipping over the hills.

9 Resembleth my beloved a gazelle, Or a young stag,—Lo! here he is standing behind our wall, Looking in at the windows, Peeping in at the lattice.

10 Responded my beloved and said to me,—Rise up! my fair—my beautiful—one, And come away,

11 For lo the winter is past,—The rain is over [and] gone;

12 The flowers have appeared in the earth, The time of the spring-song hath come,—And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;

13 The fig-tree hath spiced her green figs, And the vines—all blossom yield fragrance,—Rise up! my fair—my beautiful—one, And come away!

14 [He.] O my dove! In the retreats of the crag, In the hiding-place of the terrace Let me see thy form, Let me hear thy voice,—For thy voice is sweet And thy form comely.

15 [Both.] Take ye for us the foxes, The little foxes that are spoiling the vines,—And our vines are all blossom!

16 [She.] My beloved is mine And I am his, He that pastureth among lilies!

17 Until the day breathe And the shadows be lengthened Again liken thyself, my beloved, To a gazelle or to a young stag Upon the cleft mountains.