4 He brought me to the house of the wine, and his intention was love toward me.
5 Sustain me with the raisins, refresh me with the apples, for I am lovesick.
6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me.
7 I adjure you, O maidens of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or by the does of the field, do not arouse or awaken love until it pleases!
8 The voice of my beloved! Look! Here he comes leaping upon the mountains, bounding over the hills!
9 My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look! He is standing behind our wall, gazing through the window, looking through the lattice.
10 My beloved answered and said to me, “Arise, my beloved! Come, my beauty!