¶ O that I might find thee without, and kiss thee, whom I love as my brother which sucked my mother's breasts: and that thou wouldest not be offended, if I took thee, and brought thee in to my mother's house: that thou mightest teach me, and that I might give thee drink of spiced wine and of the sweet sap of my pomegranates. His left hand lieth under my head, and his right hand embraceth me. I charge you, O ye daughters of Ierusalem, that ye wake not up my love, nor touch her, till she be content herself.
¶ What is she this, that cometh up from the wilderness, and leaneth upon her love? I am the same that waked thee up among the apple trees, where thy mother bear thee, where thy mother brought thee in to the world. O set me as a seal upon thine heart, and as a seal upon thine arm: for love is mighty as the death, and jealousy as the hell. Her coals are of fire, and a very flame of the LORD: so that many waters are not able to quench love, neither may the streams drown it. Yea if a man would give all the good of his house for love, he should count it nothing.
¶ When our love is told our young sister, whose breasts are not yet grown, what shall we do unto her? If she be a wall, we shall build a silver bulwark there upon: if she be a tower, we shall fasten her with borders of Cedar tree. If I be a wall, and my breasts like towers, then am I as one that hath found favour in his sight. Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon, this vineyard delivered he unto the keepers: that every one for the fruit thereof should give him a thousand pieces of silver. But my vineyard, O Solomon, giveth thee a thousand, and two hundredth to the keepers of the fruit.
¶ Thou that dwellest in the gardens, O let me hear thy voice, that my companions may harken to the same. O get thee away, my love, as a roe or a young hart unto the sweet smelling mountains.