NETtext - Song of Solomon - 2

2:1  The Beloved to Her Lover: I am a meadow flower from Sharon, a lily from the valleys.

2:2  The Lover to His Beloved: Like a lily among the thorns, so is my darling among the maidens.

2:3  The Beloved about Her Lover: Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the young men. I delight to sit in his shade, and his fruit is sweet to my taste.

2:4  The Beloved about Her Lover: He brought me into the banquet hall, and he looked at me lovingly.

2:5  Sustain me with raisin cakes, refresh me with apples, for I am faint with love. The Double Refrain: Embracing and Adjuration

2:6  His left hand caresses my head, and his right hand stimulates me.

2:7  The Beloved to the Maidens: I adjure you, O maidens of Jerusalem, by the gazelles and by the young does of the open fields: Do not awaken or arouse love until it pleases!

2:8  The Beloved about Her Lover: Listen! My lover is approaching! Look! Here he comes, leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills!

2:9  My lover is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look! There he stands behind our wall, gazing through the window, peering through the lattice.

2:10  The Lover to His Beloved: My lover spoke to me, saying: "Arise, my darling; My beautiful one, come away with me!

2:11  Look! The winter has passed, the winter rains are over and gone.

2:12  The pomegranates have appeared in the land, the time for pruning and singing has come; the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.

2:13  The fig tree has budded, the vines have blossomed and give off their fragrance. Arise, come away my darling; my beautiful one, come away with me!"

2:14  The Lover to His Beloved: O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the hiding places of the mountain crags, let me see your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.

2:15  The Beloved to Her Lover: Catch the foxes for us, the little foxes, that ruin the vineyards - for our vineyard is in bloom.

2:16  The Beloved about Her Lover: My lover is mine and I am his; he grazes among the lilies.

2:17  The Beloved to Her Lover: Until the dawn arrives and the shadows flee, turn, my beloved - be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountain gorges.