¹⁵ Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.

¹⁵ Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.

² As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.

² As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.

¹⁰ My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

¹⁰ My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

¹³ The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

¹³ The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.