O that thou
wert as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my
mother! when I should find thee without, I would
kiss thee; yea, I should not be despised.
02 I would lead thee, and bring thee into my
mother's house, who would instruct me: I would
cause thee to drink of spiced wine of the juice
of my pomegranate.
03 His left hand should be under my head, and his
right hand should embrace me.
04 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that
ye stir not up, nor awake my love, until he
please.
05 Who is this that cometh up from the
wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? I raised
thee up under the apple tree: there thy mother
brought thee forth: there she brought thee forth
that bare thee.
06 Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal
upon thine arm: for love is strong as death;
jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof
are coals of fire, which hath a most vehement
flame.
07 Many waters cannot quench love, neither can
the floods drown it: if a man would give all the
substance of his house for love, it would utterly
be contemned.
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08 We have a little sister, and she hath no
breasts: what shall we do for our sister in the
day when she shall be spoken for?
09 If she be a wall, we will build upon her a
palace of silver: and if she be a door, we will
inclose her with boards of cedar.
10 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then
was I in his eyes as one that found favour.
11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baalhamon; he let
out the vineyard unto keepers; every one for the
fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of
silver.
12 My vineyard, which is mine, is before me:
thou, O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those
that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.
13 Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the
companions hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear
it.
14 Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a
roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of
spices.
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