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The Bride
I am a narcissus of Sharon, A lily of the valleys.
I am a narcissus of Sharon, A lily of the valleys.
Solomon
As the lily among thorns, So is my love among the daughters.
As the lily among thorns, So is my love among the daughters.
He
As a lily among brambles,
so is my love among the young women.
As a lily among brambles,
so is my love among the young women.
The Bride
As the apple-tree among the trees of the wood, So is my beloved among the sons: In his shadow have I rapture and sit down; And his fruit is sweet to my taste.
As the apple-tree among the trees of the wood, So is my beloved among the sons: In his shadow have I rapture and sit down; And his fruit is sweet to my taste.
She
As an apple tree among the trees of the forest,
so is my beloved among the young men.
With great delight I sat in his shadow,
and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
As an apple tree among the trees of the forest,
so is my beloved among the young men.
With great delight I sat in his shadow,
and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
He hath brought me to the house of wine, And his banner over me is love.
Sustain ye me with raisin-cakes, Refresh me with apples; For I am sick of love.
Sustain me with raisins;
refresh me with apples,
for I am sick with love.
refresh me with apples,
for I am sick with love.
His left hand is under my head, And his right hand doth embrace me.
His left hand is under my head,
and his right hand embraces me!
and his right hand embraces me!
I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, till he please.
The Bride's Adoration
The voice of my beloved! Behold, he cometh Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills.
The voice of my beloved! Behold, he cometh Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills.
The Bride Adores Her Beloved
The voice of my beloved!
Behold, he comes,
leaping over the mountains,
bounding over the hills.
The voice of my beloved!
Behold, he comes,
leaping over the mountains,
bounding over the hills.
My beloved is like a gazelle or a young hart. Behold, he standeth behind our wall, He looketh in through the windows, Glancing through the lattice.
My beloved is like a gazelle
or a young stag.
Behold, there he stands
behind our wall,
gazing through the windows,
looking through the lattice.
or a young stag.
Behold, there he stands
behind our wall,
gazing through the windows,
looking through the lattice.
My beloved spake and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
My beloved speaks and says to me:
“Arise, my love, my beautiful one,
and come away,
“Arise, my love, my beautiful one,
and come away,
For behold, the winter is past, The rain is over, it is gone:
for behold, the winter is past;
the rain is over and gone.
the rain is over and gone.
The flowers appear on the earth; The time of singing is come, And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land;
The fig-tree melloweth her winter figs, And the vines in bloom give forth [their] fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away!
The fig tree ripens its figs,
and the vines are in blossom;
they give forth fragrance.
Arise, my love, my beautiful one,
and come away.
and the vines are in blossom;
they give forth fragrance.
Arise, my love, my beautiful one,
and come away.
Solomon
My dove, in the clefts of the rock, In the covert of the precipice, Let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
My dove, in the clefts of the rock, In the covert of the precipice, Let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
O my dove, in the clefts of the rock,
in the crannies of the cliff,
let me see your face,
let me hear your voice,
for your voice is sweet,
and your face is lovely.
in the crannies of the cliff,
let me see your face,
let me hear your voice,
for your voice is sweet,
and your face is lovely.
Take us the foxes, The little foxes, that spoil the vineyards; For our vineyards are in bloom.
The Bride
My beloved is mine, and I am his; He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies,
My beloved is mine, and I am his; He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies,