1I am the rose of the fielde, and the lilie of the valleys.

2Like a lilie amog the thornes, so is my loue among the daughters.

3Like the apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my welbeloued among the sonnes of men: vnder his shadow had I delite, and sate downe: and his fruite was sweete vnto my mouth.

4Hee brought mee into the wine cellar, and loue was his banner ouer me.

5Stay me with flagons, and comfort me with apples: for I am sicke of loue.

6His left hande is vnder mine head, and his right hand doeth imbrace me.

7I charge you, O daughters of Ierusalem, by the roes and by the hindes of the fielde, that ye stirre not vp, nor waken my loue, vntill she please.

8It is the voyce of my welbeloued: beholde, hee commeth leaping by the mountaines, and skipping by the hilles.

9My welbeloued is like a roe, or a yong hart: loe, he standeth behinde our wall, looking forth of the windowes, shewing him selfe through the grates.

10My welbeloued spake and said vnto me, Arise, my loue, my faire one, and come thy way.

11For beholde, winter is past: the raine is changed, and is gone away.

12The flowers appeare in the earth: the time of the singing of birdes is come, and the voyce of the turtle is heard in our land.

13The figtree hath brought foorth her yong figges: and the vines with their small grapes haue cast a sauour: arise my loue, my faire one, and come away.

14My doue, that art in the holes of ye rocke, in the secret places of the staires, shewe mee thy sight, let mee heare thy voyce: for thy voyce is sweete, and thy sight comely.

15Take vs the foxes, the little foxes, which destroy the vines: for our vines haue small grapes.

16My welbeloued is mine, and I am his: hee feedeth among the lilies,

17Vntil the day breake, and the shadowes flee away: returne, my welbeloued, and be like a roe, or a yong hart vpon the mountaines of Bether.