3As the apple-tree among the trees of the wood, so is my loved one among the sons. I took my rest under his shade with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
4He took me to the house of wine, and his flag over me was love.
5Make me strong with wine-cakes, let me be comforted with apples; I am overcome with love.
6His left hand is under my head, and his right hand is round about me.
7I say to you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes of the field, do not let love be moved till it is ready.
8The voice of my loved one! See, he comes dancing on the mountains, stepping quickly on the hills.
9My loved one is like a roe; see, he is on the other side of our wall, he is looking in at the windows, letting himself be seen through the spaces.
