1I am a rose of Sharon,
2As a lily among thorns,
3As the apple-tree among the trees of the wood,
4He brought me to the banqueting-house,
5Stay ye me with raisins, refresh me with apples;
6His left hand is under my head,
7I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
8The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh,
9My beloved is like a roe or a young hart:
10My beloved spake, and said unto me,
11For, lo, the winter is past;
12The flowers appear on the earth;
13The fig-tree ripeneth her green figs,
14O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock,
15Take us the foxes, the little foxes,
16My beloved is mine, and I am his:
17Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away,