Song of Solomon 2:4-8

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

⁵Stay ye me with raisins, refresh me with apples; For I am sick from love.

⁶His left hand is under my head, And his right hand doth embrace me.

⁷I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, Until he please.

⁸The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh, Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills.