1I am a flower of the field, and a lily of great valleys.

2As a lily among thorns, so is my friendess among daughters.

3As an apple tree among the trees of woods, so is my darling among sons. I sat under the shadow of him, whom I desired; and his fruit was sweet to my throat.

4The king led me into the wine cellar; he ordained charity in me.

5Beset ye me with flowers, en-compass ye me with apples; for I am sick for love.

6His left hand is under mine head; and his right hand shall embrace me.

7Ye daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you greatly, by caprets, and harts of fields, that ye raise not, neither make to awake the dear-worthy spousess, till she will.

8The voice of my darling; lo! this darling cometh leaping in mountains, and skipping over little hills.

9My darling is like a capret, and a calf of harts; lo! he standeth behind our wall, and beholdeth by the windows, and looketh through the lattice.

10Lo! my darling speaketh to me, My love, my culver, my fair spousess, rise thou, haste thou, and come thou;

11for winter is passed now, rain is gone, and is departed away.

12Flowers have appeared in our land, and the time of cutting is come; the voice of a turtle is heard in our land,

13the fig tree hath brought forth his buds; the vineries flowering have given their odour. My love, my fair spousess, rise thou, haste thou, and come thou.

14My culver is in the holes of [the] stone, in the chink of a wall without mortar. Show thy face to me, thy voice sound in mine ears; for thy voice is sweet, and thy face is fair.

15Catch ye little foxes to us, that destroy the vineries; for our vinery hath flowered.

16My darling is to me, and I am to him, which is fed among lilies;

17till the day spring, and shadows be bowed down. My darling, turn thou again; be thou like a capret, and a calf of harts, on the hills of Bether.