The Beloved to Her Lover:
1:2 Oh, how I wish you would kiss me passionately!
For your lovemaking is more delightful than wine.
The Beloved to Her Lover:
1:16 Oh, how handsome you are, my lover!
Oh, how delightful you are!
The lush foliage is our canopied bed;
The Beloved about Her Lover:
2:8 Listen! My lover is approaching!
Look! Here he comes,
leaping over the mountains,
bounding over the hills!
The Beloved to Her Lover:
2:15 Catch the foxes for us,
the little foxes,
that ruin the vineyards –
for our vineyard is in bloom.
The Beloved to Her Lover:
2:17 Until the dawn arrives and the shadows flee,
turn, my beloved –
be like a gazelle or a young stag
on the mountain gorges.
The Beloved about Her Lover:
3:1 All night long on my bed
I longed for my lover.
I longed for him but he never appeared.
The Beloved about Her Lover:
6:3 I am my lover’s and my lover is mine;
he grazes among the lilies.
The Beloved to Her Lover:
7:11 Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside;
let us spend the night in the villages.
The Beloved to Her Lover:
8:14 Make haste, my beloved!
Be like a gazelle or a young stag
on the mountains of spices.