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1 I
am the rose of Sharon,
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 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 me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I
am sick of love.
6 His left hand
is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
7 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.
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 forth at the
windows, shewing himself 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 is heard in our land;
13 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.