Song of Songs 2:3-8

³As an apricot tree among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the young men. I sit down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit is sweet to my taste.

⁴He brought me to the house of wine, and his banner over me was love.

⁵Revive me with raisin cakes and refresh me with apricots, for I am weak with love.

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

⁷I want you to swear, daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles and the does of the fields, that you will not awaken or arouse love until she pleases.

⁸There is the sound of my beloved! Listen, here he comes, leaping over the mountains, jumping over the hills.