Wycliffe - Song of Solomon - 2

2:1  I am a flour of the feeld, and a lilye of grete valeis.

2:2  As a lilie among thornes, so is my frendesse among douytris.

2:3  As an apple tre among the trees of wodis, so my derlyng among sones. I sat vndur the shadewe of hym, whom Y desiride; and his fruyt was swete to my throte.

2:4  The king ledde me in to the wyn celer; he ordeynede charite in me.

2:5  Bisette ye me with flouris, cumpasse ye me with applis; for Y am sijk for loue.

2:6  His left hond is vndur myn heed; and his riyt hond schal biclippe me.

2:7  Ye douytris of Jerusalem, Y charge you greetli, bi capretis, and hertis of feeldis, that ye reise not, nether make to awake the dereworthe spousesse, til sche wole. The vois of my derlyng; lo!

2:8  this derlyng cometh leepynge in mounteyns, and skippynge ouer litle hillis.

2:9  My derlyng is lijk a capret, and a calf of hertis; lo! he stondith bihynde oure wal, and biholdith bi the wyndows, and lokith thorouy the latisis.

2:10  Lo! my derlyng spekith to me, My frendesse, my culuer, my faire spousesse, rise thou, haaste thou, and come thou;

2:11  for wyntir is passid now, reyn is goon, and is departid awei.

2:12  Flouris apperiden in oure lond, the tyme of schridyng is comun; the vois of a turtle is herd in oure lond,

2:13  the fige tre hath brouyt forth hise buddis; vyneris flourynge han youe her odour. My frendesse, my fayre spousesse, rise thou, haaste thou, and come thou.

2:14  My culuer is in the hoolis of stoon, in the chyne of a wal with out morter. Schewe thi face to me, thi vois sowne in myn eeris; for thi vois is swete, and thi face is fair.

2:15  Catche ye litle foxis to vs, that destrien the vyneris; for oure vyner hath flourid.

2:16  My derlyng is to me, and Y am to hym, which is fed among lilies;

2:17  til the dai sprynge, and schadewis be bowid doun. My derlyng, turne thou ayen; be thou lijk a capret, and a calf of hertis, on the hillis of Betel.