3 W Like an apple tree among the trees of the woods,so is my lover among men.In his shadow I delight to sit,and his fruit is sweet to my taste.
4 He brought me to the banquet halland his glance at me signaled love.
5 Strengthen me with raisin cakes,refresh me with apples,for I am sick with love.
6 His left hand is under my headand his right arm embraces me.
7 I adjure you, Daughters of Jerusalem,by the gazelles and the does of the field,Do not awaken, or stir up loveuntil it is ready.
8 W The sound of my lover! here he comesspringing across the mountains,leaping across the hills.
9 My lover is like a gazelleor a young stag.See! He is standing behind our wall,gazing through the windows,peering through the lattices.