^{1 Ref} I am a rose of Sharon, A lily of the valleys.

^{2 Ref} As a lily among thorns, So is my love among the daughters.

^{3 Ref} As the apple-tree among the trees of the wood, So is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, And his fruit was sweet to my taste.

^{4 Ref} He brought me to the banqueting-house, And his banner over me was love.

^{5 Ref} Stay ye me with raisins, refresh me with apples; For I am sick from love.

^{6 Ref} His left hand `is' under my head, And his right hand doth embrace me.

^{7 Ref} I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake `my' love, Until he please.