^{3 Ref} His left hand would be under my head, and his right hand about me.

^{4 Ref} I say to you, O daughters of Jerusalem, do not let love be moved till it is ready.

^{5 Ref} Who is this, who comes up from the waste places, resting on her loved one? It was I who made you awake under the apple-tree, where your mother gave you birth; there she was in pain at your birth.