1 I am the rose of Sharon , and the lily of the valleys .
2 As the lily among thorns , so is my love among the daughters .
3 As the apple tree among the trees of the wood , so is my beloved among the sons . I sat down under his shadow with great delight , and his fruit was sweet to my taste .
4 He brought me to the banqueting house , and his banner over me was love .
5 Stay me with flagons , comfort me with apples : for I am sick of love .
6 His left hand is under my head , and his right hand doth embrace me.
7 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem , by the roes , and by the hinds of the field , that ye stir not up, nor awake my love , till he please .
8 The voice of my beloved ! behold , he cometh leaping upon the mountains , skipping upon the hills .
9 My beloved is like a roe or a young hart : behold , he standeth behind our wall , he looketh forth at the windows , shewing himself through the lattice .
10 My beloved spake , and said unto me, Rise up, my love , my fair one, and come away .
11 For, lo, the winter is past , the rain is over and gone ;
12 The flowers appear on the earth ; the time of the singing of birds is come , and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land ;
13 The fig tree putteth forth her green figs , and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell . Arise , my love , my fair one, and come away .
14 O my dove , that art in the clefts of the rock , in the secret places of the stairs , let me see thy countenance , let me hear thy voice ; for sweet is thy voice , and thy countenance is comely .
15 Take us the foxes , the little foxes , that spoil the vines : for our vines have tender grapes .
16 My beloved is mine , and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies .
17 Until the day break , and the shadows flee away , turn , my beloved , and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether .