<p class="poetry">Your shoots are a royal garden<n id="1" /> full of pomegranatesp> <p class="poetry">with choice fruits:p> <p class="poetry">henna with nard,p>

<p class="sosspeaker"><b><i>The Beloved to Her Lover:i>b>p> <p class="poetry">Awake, O north wind; come, O south wind!p> <p class="poetry">Blow on my garden so that its fragrant spices may send out their sweet smell.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">May my beloved come into his gardenp> <p class="poetry">and eat its delightful fruit!p>

<p class="poetry">The mandrakes<n id="1" /> send out their fragrance;p> <p class="poetry">over our door is every delicacy,<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">both new and old, which I have stored up for you, my lover.p>