2 As the lily among thorns,so is my love among the daughters.
3 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 He brought me to the banqueting house,and his banner over me was love.
5 Stay me with flagons,comfort me with apples:for I am sick of love.
6 His left hand is under my head,and his right hand doth embrace me.
7 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem,by the roes, and by the hinds of the field,that ye stir not up, nor awake my love,till he please.
8 The voice of my beloved!Behold, he comethleaping upon the mountains,skipping upon the hills.