Chapter 1 _{11 We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.12 While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.13 A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.14 My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.15 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.16 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.17 The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.}

Chapter 2 _{1 I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.2 As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.3 As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.4 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.5 Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.7 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.8 The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.9 My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.11 For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;12 The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;13 The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.}