1 - I am the flower of the field, and the lily of the valleys.
2 - As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
3 - As the apple tree among the trees of the woods, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow, whom I desired: and his fruit was sweet to my palate.
4 - He brought me into the cellar of wine, he set in order charity in me.
5 - Stay me up with flowers, compass me about with apples: because I languish with love.
6 - His left hand is under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.
7 - I adjure you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and the harts of the field, that you stir not up, nor make the beloved to awake, till she please.
8 - The voice of my beloved, behold he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping over the hills.
9 - My beloved is like a roe, or a young hart. Behold he standeth behind our wall, looking through the windows, looking through the lattices.
10 - Behold my beloved speaketh to me: Arise, make haste, my love, my dove, my beautiful one, and come.
11 - For winter is now past, the rain is over and gone.
12 - The flowers have appeared in our land, the time of pruning is come: the voice of the turtle is heard in our land:
13 - The fig tree hath put forth her green figs: the vines in flower yield their sweet smell. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come:
14 - My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hollow places of the wall, shew me thy face, let thy voice sound in my ears: for thy voice is sweet, and thy face comely.
15 - Catch us the little foxes that destroy the vines: for our vineyard hath flourished.
16 - My beloved to me, and I to him who feedeth among the lilies,
17 - Till the day break, and the shadows retire. Return: be like, my beloved, to a roe, or to a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.
