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| 2:1 |
 am the rose of Sharon, and the lillie of the valleys. |
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| 2:2 |
As the lillie among thornes, so is my loue among the daughters. |
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| 2:3 |
As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloued among the sonnes. I sate downe vnder his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweete to my taste. |
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| 2:4 |
Hee brought me to the banketting house, and his banner ouer mee, was loue. |
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| 2:5 |
Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sicke of loue. |
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| 2:6 |
His left hand is vnder my head, and his right hand doeth imbrace me. |
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| 2:7 |
I charge you, O ye daughters of Ierusalem, by the Roes, and by the hindes of the field, that ye stirre not vp, nor awake my loue, till she please. |
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| 2:8 |
The voice of my beloued! behold! hee commeth leaping vpon the mountaines, skipping vpon the hils. |
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| 2:9 |
My beloued is like a Roe, or a yong Hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh foorth at the windowe, shewing himselfe through the lattesse. |
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| 2:10 |
My beloued spake, and said vnto me, Rise vp, my Loue, my faire one, and come away. |
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| 2:11 |
For loe, the winter is past, the raine is ouer, and gone. |
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| 2:12 |
The flowers appeare on the earth, the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land. |
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| 2:13 |
The fig tree putteth foorth her greene figs, and the vines with the tender grape giue a good smell. Arise, my loue, my faire one, and come away. |
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| 2:14 |
O my doue! that art in the clefts of the rocke, in the secret places of the staires: let me see thy countenance, let me heare thy voice, for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely. |
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| 2:15 |
Take vs the foxes, the litle foxes, that spoile the vines: for our vines haue tender grapes. |
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| 2:16 |
My beloued is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lillies. |
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| 2:17 |
Untill the day breake, and the shadowes flee away: turne my beloued and be thou like a Roe, or a yong Hart, vpon the mountaines of Bether. |
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