Song of Solomon 2:2-8

²Like the lily among the thorns, so is my beloved among the young maidens.—

³Like the apple-tree among the trees of the forest, so is my friend among the young men: under his shadow do I ardently wish to sit, and his fruit is sweet to my palate.

⁴He brought me to the banqueting-house, and his banner over me was love.

⁵Strengthen me with flagons of wine, refresh me with apples; for sick of love am I.

⁶Oh that his left hand might be under my head, and that his right might embrace me.

⁷I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye awaken not, nor excite my love, till it please to come of itself.—

⁸The voice of my friend! behold, there he cometh, leaping over the mountains, skipping over the hills.