1 - I am a rose of Sharon, A lily of the valleys.
2 - As a lily among thorns, So is my love among the daughters.
3 - As the apple-tree among the trees of the wood, So is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, And his fruit was sweet to my taste.
4 - He brought me to the banqueting-house, And his banner over me was love.
5 - Stay ye me with raisins, refresh me with apples; For I am sick from love.
6 - His left handisunder my head, And his right hand doth embrace me.
7 - I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, Until he please.
8 - The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh, Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills.
9 - My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: Behold, he standeth behind our wall; He looketh in at the windows; He glanceth through the lattice.
10 - My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
11 - For, lo, the winter is past; The rain is over and gone;
12 - The flowers appear on the earth; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land;
13 - The fig-tree ripeneth her green figs, And the vines are in blossom; They give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
14 - O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, In the covert of the steep place, Let me see thy countenance, Let me hear thy voice; For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
15 - Take us the foxes, the little foxes, That spoil the vineyards; For our vineyards are in blossom.
16 - My beloved is mine, and I am his: He feedeth his flock among the lilies.
17 - Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away, Turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart Upon the mountains of Bether.
