Song of Songs 2:4-8

⁴The king led me into the wine cellar; he ordained charity in me (or he ordained his love upon me).

⁵Beset ye me with flowers, compass ye me with apples; for I am sick for love. (Put ye flowers about me, yea, surround ye me with apple blossoms; for I am weak, or I faint, because of love.)

⁶His left hand is under mine head; and his right hand shall embrace me.

⁷Ye daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you greatly, by caprets, and harts of fields, that ye raise not, neither make to awake the dearworthy spousess, till she will. (Ye daughters of Jerusalem, I strongly command you, by the gazelles, and the harts of the fields, that ye raise not up, nor awaken the dearworthy spousess, until she desireth it.)

⁸The voice of my darling; lo! this darling cometh leaping in mountains, and skipping over little hills. (The voice of my darling; behold! my (darling) cometh leaping over the mountains, and skipping over the little hills.)