Song of Solomon 2
1 As a lily among the thorns,
I am the rose of the fielde, and the lilie of the valleys.
2 So [is] my friend among the daughters!
Like a lilie amog the thornes, so is my loue among the daughters.
3 As a citron among trees of the forest, So [is] my beloved among the sons, In his shade I delighted, and sat down, And his fruit [is] sweet to my palate.
Like the apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my welbeloued among the sonnes of men: vnder his shadow had I delite, and sate downe: and his fruite was sweete vnto my mouth.
4 He hath brought me in unto a house of wine, And his banner over me [is] love,
Hee brought mee into the wine cellar, and loue was his banner ouer me.
5 Sustain me with grape-cakes, Support me with citrons, for I [am] sick with love.
Stay me with flagons, and comfort me with apples: for I am sicke of loue.
6 His left hand [is] under my head, And his right doth embrace me.
His left hande is vnder mine head, and his right hand doeth imbrace me.
7 I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes or by the hinds of the field, Stir not up nor wake the love till she please!
I charge you, O daughters of Ierusalem, by the roes and by the hindes of the fielde, that ye stirre not vp, nor waken my loue, vntill she please.
8 The voice of my beloved! lo, this — he is coming, Leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
It is the voyce of my welbeloued: beholde, hee commeth leaping by the mountaines, and skipping by the hilles.
9 My beloved [is] like to a roe, Or to a young one of the harts. Lo, this — he is standing behind our wall, Looking from the windows, Blooming from the lattice.
My welbeloued is like a roe, or a yong hart: loe, he standeth behinde our wall, looking forth of the windowes, shewing him selfe through the grates.
10 My beloved hath answered and said to me, 'Rise up, my friend, my fair one, and come away,
My welbeloued spake and said vnto me, Arise, my loue, my faire one, and come thy way.
11 For lo, the winter hath passed by, The rain hath passed away — it hath gone.
For beholde, winter is past: the raine is changed, and is gone away.
12 The flowers have appeared in the earth, The time of the singing hath come, And the voice of the turtle was heard in our land,
The flowers appeare in the earth: the time of the singing of birdes is come, and the voyce of the turtle is heard in our land.
13 The fig-tree hath ripened her green figs, And the sweet-smelling vines have given forth fragrance, Rise, come, my friend, my fair one, yea, come away.
The figtree hath brought foorth her yong figges: and the vines with their small grapes haue cast a sauour: arise my loue, my faire one, and come away.
14 My dove, in clefts of the rock, In a secret place of the ascent, Cause me to see thine appearance, Cause me to hear thy voice, For thy voice [is] sweet, and thy appearance comely.
My doue, that art in the holes of ye rocke, in the secret places of the staires, shewe mee thy sight, let mee heare thy voyce: for thy voyce is sweete, and thy sight comely.
15 Seize ye for us foxes, Little foxes — destroyers of vineyards, Even our sweet-smelling vineyards.
Take vs the foxes, the little foxes, which destroy the vines: for our vines haue small grapes.
16 My beloved [is] mine, and I [am] his, Who is delighting among the lilies,
My welbeloued is mine, and I am his: hee feedeth among the lilies,
17 Till the day doth break forth, And the shadows have fled away, Turn, be like, my beloved, To a roe, or to a young one of the harts, On the mountains of separation!
Vntil the day breake, and the shadowes flee away: returne, my welbeloued, and be like a roe, or a yong hart vpon the mountaines of Bether.
