I {am} the rose of Sharon, {and} the lily of the valleys…. I {am} the rose of Sharon, {and} the lily of the valleys As the lily among thorns, so {is} my love among the daughters. As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so {is} my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit {was} sweet to my taste. {I sat…: Heb. I delighted and sat down, etc} {taste: Heb. palate} He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me {was} love. {banqueting…: Heb. house of wine} Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I {am} sick of love. {comfort…: Heb. straw me with apples} His left hand {is} under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me. I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake {my} love, till he please. {I charge…: Heb. I adjure you} The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills. My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice. {shewing…: Heb. flourishing} My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over {and} gone; The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing {of birds} is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land; 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. O my dove, {that art} in the clefts of the rock, in the secret {places} of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet {is} thy voice, and thy countenance {is} comely. Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines {have} tender grapes. My beloved {is} mine, and I {am} his: he feedeth among the lilies.