Song of Solomon 2:5-9

⁵Stay me with flagons, and comfort me with apples: for I am sicke of loue.

⁶His left hande is vnder mine head, and his right hand doeth imbrace me.

⁷I 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.

⁸It is the voyce of my welbeloued: beholde, hee commeth leaping by the mountaines, and skipping by the hilles.

⁹My 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.