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Song of Solomon 2:1

I am a rose of Sharon. A lily of the valleys.

Song of Solomon 2:2

As a lily among thorns, So is my love among the daughters.

Song of Solomon 2:3

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.

Song of Solomon 2:4

He brought me to the banquet house, and his banner over me was love.

Song of Solomon 2:5

Sustain ye me with raisins, refresh me with apples, for I am sick from love.

Song of Solomon 2:6

His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me.

Song of Solomon 2:7

I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, or by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake love, until it please.

Song of Solomon 2:8

The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes, leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.

Song of Solomon 2:9

My beloved is like a roe or a young hart. Behold, he stands behind our wall. He looks in at the windows. He glances through the lattice.

Song of Solomon 2:10

My beloved spoke, and said to me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

Song of Solomon 2:11

For, lo, the winter is past. The rain is over and gone.

Song of Solomon 2:12

The flowers appear on the earth. The time of the singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.

Song of Solomon 2:13

The fig tree ripens her green figs, and the vines are in blossom. They give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

Song of Solomon 2:14

O my dove, who are in the clefts of the rock, in the covert of the steep place, let me see thy countenance; let me hear thy voice. For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.

Song of Solomon 2:15

Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vineyards. For our vineyards are in blossom.

Song of Solomon 2:16

My beloved is mine, and I am his. He feeds among the lilies.

Song of Solomon 2:17

Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.

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