YLT - Song of Solomon - 5

5:1  I have come in to my garden, my sister-spouse, I have plucked my myrrh with my spice, I have eaten my comb with my honey, I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, drink, Yea, drink abundantly, O beloved ones!

5:2  I am sleeping, but my heart waketh: The sound of my beloved knocking! `Open to me, my sister, my friend, My dove, my perfect one, For my head is filled with dew, My locks with drops of the night.'

5:3  I have put off my coat, how do I put it on? I have washed my feet, how do I defile them?

5:4  My beloved sent his hand from the net-work, And my bowels were moved for him.

5:5  I rose to open to my beloved, And my hands dropped myrrh, Yea, my fingers flowing myrrh, On the handles of the lock.

5:6  I opened to my beloved, But my beloved withdrew--he passed on, My soul went forth when he spake, I sought him, and found him not. I called him, and he answered me not.

5:7  The watchmen who go round about the city, Found me, smote me, wounded me, Keepers of the walls lifted up my veil from off me.

5:8  I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved--What do ye tell him? that I am sick with love!

5:9  What is thy beloved above any beloved, O fair among women? What is thy beloved above any beloved, That thus thou hast adjured us?

5:10  My beloved is clear and ruddy, Conspicuous above a myriad!

5:11  His head is pure gold--fine gold, His locks flowing, dark as a raven,

5:12  His eyes as doves by streams of water, Washing in milk, sitting in fulness.

5:13  His cheeks as a bed of the spice, towers of perfumes, His lips are lilies, dropping flowing myrrh,

5:14  His hands rings of gold, set with beryl, His heart bright ivory, covered with sapphires,

5:15  His limbs pillars of marble, Founded on sockets of fine gold, His appearance as Lebanon, choice as the cedars.

5:16  His mouth is sweetness--and all of him desirable, This is my beloved, and this my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem!