Song of Solomon 2:4-8

⁴He brought me into the cellar of wine, he set in order charity in me.

⁵Stay me up with flowers, compass me about with apples: because I languish with love.

⁶His left hand is under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.

⁷I adjure you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and the harts of the, fields, that you stir not up, nor make the beloved to awake, till she please.

⁸The voice of my beloved, behold he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping over the hills.