^{1 Ref} Oh that thou wert as my brother, That sucked the breasts of my mother! `When' I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; Yea, and none would despise me.

^{2 Ref} I would lead thee, `and' bring thee into my mother's house, Who would instruct me; I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate.

^{3 Ref} His left hand `should be' under my head, And his right hand should embrace me.

^{4 Ref} I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, That ye stir not up, nor awake `my' love, Until he please.

^{5 Ref} Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, Leaning upon her beloved? Under the apple-tree I awakened thee: There thy mother was in travail with thee, There was she in travail that brought thee forth.

^{6 Ref} Set me as a seal upon thy heart, As a seal upon thine arm: For love is strong as death; Jealousy is cruel as Sheol; The flashes thereof are flashes of fire, A very flame of Jehovah.

^{7 Ref} Many waters cannot quench love, Neither can floods drown it: If a man would give all the substance of his house for love, He would utterly be contemned.

^{8 Ref} We have a little sister, And she hath no breasts: What shall we do for our sister In the day when she shall be spoken for?

^{9 Ref} If she be a wall, We will build upon her a turret of silver: And if she be a door, We will inclose her with boards of cedar.

^{10 Ref} I am a wall, and my breasts like the towers `thereof' Then was I in his eyes as one that found peace.

^{11 Ref} Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon; He let out the vineyard unto keepers; Every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand `pieces' of silver.

^{12 Ref} My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: Thou, O Solomon, shalt have the thousand, And those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.

^{13 Ref} Thou that dwellest in the gardens, The companions hearken for thy voice: Cause me to hear it.

^{14 Ref} Make haste, my beloved, And be thou like to a roe or to a young hart Upon the mountains of spices.

^{1 Ref} Who doth make thee as a brother to me, Sucking the breasts of my mother? I find thee without, I kiss thee, Yea, they do not despise me,

^{2 Ref} I lead thee, I bring thee in unto my mother's house, She doth teach me, I cause thee to drink of the perfumed wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate,

^{3 Ref} His left hand `is' under my head, And his right doth embrace me.

^{4 Ref} I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, How ye stir up, And how ye wake the love till she please!

^{5 Ref} Who `is' this coming from the wilderness, Hasting herself for her beloved? Under the citron-tree I have waked thee, There did thy mother pledge thee, There she gave a pledge `that' bare thee.

^{6 Ref} Set me as a seal on thy heart, as a seal on thine arm, For strong as death is love, Sharp as Sheol is jealousy, Its burnings `are' burnings of fire, a flame of Jah!

^{7 Ref} Many waters are not able to quench the love, And floods do not wash it away. If one give all the wealth of his house for love, Treading down -- they tread upon it.

^{8 Ref} We have a little sister, and breasts she hath not, What do we do for our sister, In the day that it is told of her?

^{9 Ref} If she is a wall, we build by her a palace of silver. And if she is a door, We fashion by her board-work of cedar.

^{10 Ref} I `am' a wall, and my breasts as towers, Then I have been in his eyes as one finding peace.

^{11 Ref} Solomon hath a vineyard in Baal-Hamon, He hath given the vineyard to keepers, Each bringeth for its fruit a thousand silverlings;

^{12 Ref} My vineyard -- my own -- is before me, The thousand `is' for thee, O Solomon. And the two hundred for those keeping its fruit. O dweller in gardens!

^{13 Ref} The companions are attending to thy voice, Cause me to hear. Flee, my beloved, and be like to a roe,

^{14 Ref} Or to a young one of the harts on mountains of spices!