2. As a 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 ye me with raisins, refresh me with apples; For I am sick from love.
6. His left hand is under my head, And his right hand doth embrace me.
7. I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, Until he please.