I [am] the rose of Sharon, [and] the lily of the valleys.
As the lily among thorns, so [is] my love among the daughters.
As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so [is] my beloved among the sons. I sat down1 under his shadow with great delight,14 and his fruit [was] sweet to my taste.
He brought52 me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me [was] love.
Stay16 me with flagons, comfort16 me with apples: for I [am] sick6 of love.
His left hand [is] under my head, and his right hand doth embrace17 me.
I charge52 you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up,55 nor awake34 [my] love, till he please.4
The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh6 leaping18 upon the mountains, skipping18 upon the hills.
My beloved is like6 a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth6 behind our wall, he looketh56 forth at the windows, shewing56 himself through the lattice.
My beloved spake,1 and said1 unto me, Rise up,3 my love, my fair one, and come away.3
For, lo, the winter is past,1 the rain is over1 [and] gone;1
The flowers appear8 on the earth; the time of the singing [of birds] is come,52 and the voice of the turtle is heard8 in our land;
The fig tree putteth forth1 her green figs, and the vines [with] the tender grape give1 a [good] smell. Arise,3 my love, my fair one, and come away.3
O my dove, [that art] in the clefts of the rock, in the secret [places] of the stairs, let me see54 thy countenance, let me hear54 thy voice; for sweet [is] thy voice, and thy countenance [is] comely.
Take3 us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil18 the vines: for our vines [have] tender grapes.
My beloved [is] mine, and I [am] his: he feedeth6 among the lilies.
Until the day break,4 and the shadows flee away,1 turn,3 my beloved, and be thou like3 a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether. 1336