| 1:8 |
If you yourself do not know, Most beautiful among women, Go forth on the trail of the flock, And pasture your young goats By the tents of the shepherds. |
| 2:7 |
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles or by the hinds of the field, That you willdo not arouse or awaken my love, Until she pleases. |
| 3:4 |
Scarcely had I left them When I found him whom my soul loves; I held on to him and would not let him go, Until I had brought him to my mothers house, And into the room of her who conceived me. |
| 3:5 |
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles or by the hinds of the field, That you will not arouse or awaken my love, Until she pleases. |
| 4:4 |
Your neck is like the tower of David, Built with rows of stones, On which are hung a thousand shields, All the round shields of the mighty men. |
| 4:5 |
Your two breasts are like two fawns, Twins of a gazelle, Which feed among the lilies. |
| 5:2 |
I was asleep, but my heart was awake. A voice! My beloved was knocking: Open to me, my sister, my darling, My dove, my perfect one! For my head is drenched with dew, My locks with the damp of the night. |
| 5:6 |
I opened to my beloved, But my beloved had turned away and had gone! My heart went out to him as he spoke. I searched for him, but I did not find him; I called him, but he did not answer me. |
| 5:11 |
His head is like gold, pure gold; His locks are like clusters of dates, And black as a raven. |
| 5:12 |
His eyes are like doves, Beside streams of water, Bathed in milk, And reposed in their setting. |
| 5:13 |
His cheeks are like a bed of balsam, Banks of sweet scented herbs; His lips are lilies, Dripping with liquid myrrh. |
| 5:15 |
His legs are pillars of alabaster Set on pedestals of pure gold; His appearance is like Lebanon, Choice as the cedars. |
| 8:3 |
Let his left hand be under my head, And his right hand embrace me. |
| 8:4 |
I want you to swear, O daughters of Jerusalem, Do not arouse or awaken my love, Until she pleases. |
| 8:5 |
Who is this coming up from the wilderness, Leaning on her beloved? Beneath the apple tree I awakened you; There your mother was in labor with you, There she was in labor and gave you birth. |
| 8:9 |
If she is a wall, We shallwill build on her a battlement of silver; But if she is a door, We shallwill barricade her with planks of cedar. |
| 8:11 |
Solomon had a vineyard at Baal hamon; He entrusted the vineyard to caretakers;. Each one was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit. |
| 8:13 |
O you who sit in the gardens, My companions are listening for your voice— Let me hear it! |