Song of Solomon 2:4-9

⁴Bring me into the wine house; Set love before me.

⁵Strengthen me with perfumes, Stay me with apples: for I am wounded with love.

⁶His left hand shall be under my head, And his right hand shall embrace me.

⁷I have charged you, ye daughters of Jerusalem, By the powers and by the virtues of the field, That ye do not rouse or wake my love, until he please.

⁸The voice of my kinsman! behold, he comes leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills.

⁹My kinsman is like a roe Or a young hart on the mountains of Bethel: Behold, he is behind our wall, Looking through the windows, Peeping through the lattices.