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# Chapter 2
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1 I am a wildflower of Sharon,
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a lily of the valleys.
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2 Like a lily among thorns,
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so is my darling among the young women.
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3 Like an apricot tree among the trees of the forest,
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so is my love among the young men.
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I delight to sit in his shade,
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and his fruit is sweet to my taste.
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4 He brought me to the banquet hall,
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and he looked on me with love.
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5 Sustain me with raisins;
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refresh me with apricots,
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for I am lovesick.
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6 May his left hand be under my head,
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and his right arm embrace me.
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7 Young women of Jerusalem, I charge you
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by the gazelles and the wild does of the field,
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do not stir up or awaken love
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until the appropriate time.
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8 Listen! My love is approaching.
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Look! Here he comes,
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leaping over the mountains,
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bounding over the hills.
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9 My love is like a gazelle
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or a young stag.
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See, he is standing behind our wall,
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gazing through the windows,
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peering through the lattice.
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10 My love calls to me:
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Arise, my darling.
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Come away, my beautiful one.
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11 For now the winter is past;
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the rain has ended and gone away.
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12 The blossoms appear in the countryside.
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The time of singing has come,
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and the turtledove’s cooing is heard in our land.
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13 The fig tree ripens its figs;
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the blossoming vines give off their fragrance.
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Arise, my darling.
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Come away, my beautiful one.
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14 My dove, in the clefts of the rock,
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in the crevices of the cliff,
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let me see your face,
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let me hear your voice;
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for your voice is sweet,
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and your face is lovely.
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15 Catch the foxes for us—
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the little foxes that ruin the vineyards—
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for our vineyards are in bloom.
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16 My love is mine and I am his;
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he feeds among the lilies.
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17 Until the day breaks
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and the shadows flee,
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turn around, my love, and be like a gazelle
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or a young stag on the divided mountains.
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