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1I am come into my garden, my sister, my bride;
I have gathered my myrrh with my spice;
I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey;
I have drunk my wine with my milk.
Eat, O friends;
Drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.
2I sleep, but my heart waketh;
Hark! my beloved knocketh:
‘Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled;
For my head is filled with dew, My locks with the drops of the night.’
How shall I put it on?
I have washed my feet;
How shall I defile them?
4My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door,
And my heart was moved for him.
5I rose up to open to my beloved;
And my hands dropped with myrrh,
And my fingers with flowing myrrh,
Upon the handles of the bar.
But my beloved had turned away, and was gone.
My soul failed me when he spoke.
I sought him, but I could not find him;
I called him, but he gave me no answer.
7The watchmen that go about the city found me,
They smote me, they wounded me;
The keepers of the walls took away my mantle from me.
8‘I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
If ye find my beloved, what will ye tell him?
That I am love-sick.’
9‘What is thy beloved more than another beloved,
O thou fairest among women?
What is thy beloved more than another beloved,
That thou dost so adjure us?’
10‘My beloved is white and ruddy,
Pre-eminent above ten thousand.
11His head is as the most fine gold,
His locks are curled,
And black as a raven.
12His eyes are like doves
Beside the water-brooks;
Washed with milk,
And fitly set.
13His cheeks are as a bed of spices,
As banks of sweet herbs;
His lips are as lilies,
Dropping with flowing myrrh.
14His hands are as rods of gold
Set with beryl;
His body is as polished ivory
Overlaid with sapphires.
15His legs are as pillars of marble,
Set upon sockets of fine gold;
His aspect is like Lebanon,
Excellent as the cedars.
16His mouth is most sweet;
Yea, he is altogether lovely.
This is my beloved, and this is my friend,
O daughters of Jerusalem.’