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1Oh that you were like a brother to me,
who nursed at my mother’s breasts!
If I found you outside,
I would kiss you;
no one would despise me.
2I would lead you and bring you
into the house of my mother,
who used to instruct.
I would give you spiced wine to drink,
the nectar of my pomegranates.
3Oh that his left hand were under my head,
while his right hand embraces me.
4I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
do not arouse or awaken love
until it pleases.
5Who is this coming up from the wilderness,[#SS 3:6]
leaning on her lover?
Under the apple tree I awakened you.
There your mother travailed in labor with you;
there she who was in labor bore you.
6Place me as a seal upon your heart,
as a seal upon your arm;
for love is as fierce as death,
jealousy is as severe as Sheol.
Its fires of desire are like ardent flames,
the very flame of the Lord .
7Many waters cannot quench love,
nor can rivers sweep it away.
If a man were to give for love all the wealth
of his house,
it would be utterly despised.
8We have a little sister,
and she has no breasts.
What shall we do for our sister
on the day when she is spoken for?
9If she is a wall,
we will build upon her a battlement of silver;
but if she is a door,
we will enclose her with boards of cedar.
10But I am a wall,
and my breasts are like towers;
thus I have become like one in his eyes
who has found complete peace.
11Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon;[#Ecc 2:4; Isa 7:23]
he let out the vineyard to keepers.
Each one was to bring for its fruit a thousand pieces of silver.
12My very own vineyard is before me;[#SS 1:6]
you, O Solomon, may have the thousand,
and those who tend its fruit two hundred.
13O you who dwell in the gardens,
with companions listening for your voice;
let me hear it!
14Hurry, my lover,
and be like a gazelle or a young stag
on the mountains of spices!