The Beloved about Her Lover:
2:8 Listen!
Look!
leaping over the mountains,
bounding over the hills!
5:12 His eyes are like doves by streams of water,
washed in milk, mounted like jewels.
The Beloved to Her Lover:
8:6 Set me like a cylinder seal
like a signet
For love is as strong as death,
passion
Its flames burst forth,
it is a blazing flame.
1:3 The fragrance
your name
No wonder the young women
The Beloved about Her Lover:
3:1 All night long
I longed for
I longed for
3:8 All of them are skilled with a sword,
well-trained in the art of warfare.
Each has his sword at his side,
to guard against the terrors of the night.
5:15 His legs are like pillars of marble set on bases of pure gold.
His appearance is like Lebanon, choice as its cedars.
The Beloved to Her Lover:
8:14 Make haste, my beloved!
Be like a gazelle or a young stag
on the mountains of spices.
The Beloved to Her Lover:
1:7 Tell me, O you whom my heart
where do you pasture your sheep?
Where do you rest your sheep during the midday heat?
Tell me lest
beside the flocks of your companions!
The Lover to His Beloved:
1:8 If you do not know, O most beautiful of women,
simply follow the tracks of my flock,
and pasture your little lambs
beside the tents of the shepherds.
The Beloved to Her Lover:
2:17 Until the dawn arrives
turn,
be like a gazelle or a young stag
on the mountain gorges.
5:5 I arose to open for my beloved;
my hands dripped with myrrh –
my fingers flowed with myrrh
on the handles of the lock.
7:4 Your neck is like a tower made of ivory.
Your eyes are the pools in Heshbon
by the gate of Bath-Rabbim.
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon
overlooking Damascus.
The Maidens about His Beloved:
8:5 Who is this coming up from the desert,
leaning on her beloved?
The Beloved to Her Lover:
Under the apple tree I aroused you;
there your mother conceived you,
there she who bore you was in labor of childbirth.