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The Bride
I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.
I am the rose of Sharon, and the 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. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
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.
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 brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
Stay me with flagons, comfort 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, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and 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 roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself 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, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and 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 the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. 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
O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, 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 vines: for our vines have tender grapes.
The Bride
My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.
My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.