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She
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth— for your love is more delightful than wine.
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Take me away with you—let us hurry! Let the king bring me into his chambers.
Friends
We rejoice and delight in you; we will praise your love more than wine. She
How right they are to adore you!
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Do not stare at me because I am dark, because I am darkened by the sun. My mother’s sons were angry with me and made me take care of the vineyards; my own vineyard I had to neglect.
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Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings, your neck with strings of jewels.
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We will make you earrings of gold, studded with silver.
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Let him lead me to the banquet hall, and let his banner over me be love.
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Strengthen me with raisins, refresh me with apples, for I am faint with love.
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My beloved spoke and said to me, “Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, come with me.
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The fig tree forms its early fruit; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come, my darling; my beautiful one, come with me.”
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He
My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hiding places on the mountainside, show me your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.
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Scarcely had I passed them when I found the one my heart loves. I held him and would not let him go till I had brought him to my mother’s house, to the room of the one who conceived me.
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Who is this coming up from the wilderness like a column of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and incense made from all the spices of the merchant?
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all of them wearing the sword, all experienced in battle, each with his sword at his side, prepared for the terrors of the night.
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Its posts he made of silver, its base of gold. Its seat was upholstered with purple, its interior inlaid with love. Daughters of Jerusalem,
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come out, and look, you daughters of Zion. Look on King Solomon wearing a crown, the crown with which his mother crowned him on the day of his wedding, the day his heart rejoiced.
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Your neck is like the tower of David, built with courses of stone; on it hang a thousand shields, all of them shields of warriors.
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Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, come with me from Lebanon. Descend from the crest of Amana, from the top of Senir, the summit of Hermon, from the lions’ dens and the mountain haunts of leopards.
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You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride; you have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your necklace.
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Your plants are an orchard of pomegranates with choice fruits, with henna and nard,
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nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with every kind of incense tree, with myrrh and aloes and all the finest spices.
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She
Awake, north wind, and come, south wind! Blow on my garden, that its fragrance may spread everywhere. Let my beloved come into his garden and taste its choice fruits.
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He
I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride; I have gathered my myrrh with my spice. I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey; I have drunk my wine and my milk. Friends
Eat, friends, and drink; drink your fill of love.
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She
I slept but my heart was awake. Listen! My beloved is knocking: “Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my flawless one. My head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night.”
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I arose to open for my beloved, and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with flowing myrrh, on the handles of the bolt.
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Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you— if you find my beloved, what will you tell him? Tell him I am faint with love.
