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Oh, that you were like a brother to me,
    who nursed at my mother’s breasts!
If I found you outside,
    I would kiss you,
    and no one would despise me.
I would lead you and bring you
    into the house of my mother,
    she who used to instruct me.
I would give you spiced wine to drink,
    the juice of my pomegranates.
His left hand is under my head,
    and his right arm embraces me!
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
    do not stir up or awaken love
    until it pleases.

Friends of the Woman

Who is that coming up from the wilderness,
    leaning upon her beloved?

The Woman

Under the apple tree I awakened you.
    There your mother was in labor with you;
    there she who bore you was in labor.
Set me as a seal upon your heart,
    as a seal upon your arm;
for love is strong as death,
    passion fierce as the grave.
Its fires of desire are as ardent flames,
    a most intense flame.
Many waters cannot quench love,
    neither can floods drown it.
If a man offered for love
    all the wealth of his house,
    it would be utterly condemned.

Brothers of the Woman

We have a little sister,
    and she has no breasts.
What will we do for our sister
    on the day when she is spoken for?
If she is a wall,
    we will build upon her a battlement of silver;
but if she is a door,
    we will enclose her with boards of cedar.

The Woman

10 I was a wall,
    and my breasts were like towers;
then I was in his eyes
    as one who finds peace.
11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon;
    he leased the vineyard to keepers;
each man was to bring for its fruit a thousand pieces of silver.
12 My vineyard, my very own, is before me;
    you, O Solomon, may have the thousand,
    and the keepers of the fruit two hundred.

The Man

13 O you who dwell in the gardens,
    my companions listen for your voice;
    let me hear it!

The Woman

14 Make haste, my beloved,
    and be like a gazelle or a young stag
    on the mountains of spices!