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A Country Girl in a Palace
I am the rose of Sharon,
And the lily of the valleys.
I am the rose of Sharon,
And the lily of the valleys.
The Bride
I am a narcissus of Sharon, A lily of the valleys.
I am a narcissus of Sharon, A lily of the valleys.
The Beloved
Like a lily among thorns,
So is my love among the daughters.
Like a lily among thorns,
So is my love among the daughters.
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.
The Shulamite
Like an apple tree among the trees of the woods,
So is my beloved among the sons.
I sat down in his shade with great delight,
And his fruit was sweet to my taste.
Like an apple tree among the trees of the woods,
So is my beloved among the sons.
I sat down in his shade with great delight,
And his fruit was sweet to my taste.
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.
He hath brought me to the house of wine, And his banner over me is love.
Sustain me with cakes of raisins,
Refresh me with apples,
For I am lovesick.
Refresh me with apples,
For I am lovesick.
Sustain ye me with raisin-cakes, Refresh me with apples; For I am sick of love.
His left hand is under my head,
And his right hand embraces me.
And his right hand embraces me.
His left hand is under my head, And his right hand doth embrace 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 Beloved’s Request
The Shulamite
The voice of my beloved!
Behold, he comes
Leaping upon the mountains,
Skipping upon the hills.
The Shulamite
The voice of my beloved!
Behold, he comes
Leaping upon the mountains,
Skipping upon the hills.
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.
My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag.
Behold, he stands behind our wall;
He is looking through the windows,
Gazing through the lattice.
Behold, he stands behind our wall;
He is looking through the windows,
Gazing through the lattice.
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 spoke, and said to me:
“Rise up, my love, my fair one,
And come away.
“Rise up, my love, my fair one,
And come away.
My beloved spake and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
For lo, the winter is past,
The rain is over and gone.
The rain is over and gone.
For behold, the winter is past, The rain is over, it is gone:
The flowers appear on the earth;
The time of singing has come,
And the voice of the turtledove
Is heard in our land.
The time of singing has come,
And the voice of the turtledove
Is heard in our land.
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 puts forth her green figs,
And the vines with the tender grapes
Give a good smell.
Rise up, my love, my fair one,
And come away!
And the vines with the tender grapes
Give a good smell.
Rise up, my love, my fair one,
And come away!
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!
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.
Her Brothers
Catch us the foxes,
The little foxes that spoil the vines,
For our vines have tender grapes.
Catch us the foxes,
The little foxes that spoil the vines,
For our vines have tender grapes.
Take us the foxes, The little foxes, that spoil the vineyards; For our vineyards are in bloom.
The Shulamite
My beloved is mine, and I am his.
He feeds his flock among the lilies.
My beloved is mine, and I am his.
He feeds his flock among the lilies.
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,