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2 Just a little flower am I,
a mere lily of the valleys.
2 (he says)
As a lily among the thorns,
so is my darling among the maidens.
3 (she says)
Like a fruit tree in a forest,
so is my love among the young men.
In his shadow I sit with delight,
and his fruit is sweet to my taste.
4 He brought me to the house of wine,
he covered my with his love.
5 Sustain me with cakes of raisins,
refresh me with apples,
for Iam faint with love.
6 His left arm is under my head,
and his right arm is round me.
7 Swear, O girls of Jerusalem,
by the gazelles and wild does,
don’t disturb our love
before we are satisfied!
The Second Poem
8 Listen! My lover!
See, he comes,
leaping the mountains,
skipping the hills,
9 a gazelle,
a young stag.
See, there he stands
in front of our wall,
looking through the window,
peering though the latice,
10 my love calls to me:
"Come my love,
my love, come away.
11 For see! The winter is past,
the rain is over and gone,
12 the flowers appear in the land,
the time for pruning is come,
and the turtledove’s cooing is heard,
13 the figs on the fig trees are ripening,
the vines are all blossom and fragrance.
Arise, my beloved,
my fair, come away."
14 O my dove, from your craggy retreat,
from your hiding-place steep,
show me your face,
let me hear your voice,
for your voice is so sweet
and your face is so lovely.
15 Catch the jackals,
those little jackals,
out to ruin my vineyard,
my vineyard in bloom.
16 My beloved is mine, I am his:
he grazes his flock among the lilies.
17 Till cool grows the day,
and the shadows depart,
turn, my beloved,
swift like the roe
or the playful gazelle
on the mountains of Bether.