4 He brought me to the banquet house,and his banner over me was love.
5 Sustain me with raisins,refresh me with apples;for I am faint with love.
6 His left hand is under my head,and his right hand embraces me.
7 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem,by the gazelles or the does of the field,do not stir up or awaken loveuntil it pleases.
8 The voice of my beloved!Look, he comesleaping over the mountains,bounding over the hills.
9 My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag.Look, he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows,looking through the lattice.
10 My beloved speaks and says to me: “Rise up, my love,my fair one, and come away.