The Beloved’s Wish Song
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1 The Beloved to Her Lover:
Oh, how I wish you were1 my little brother,2 nursing at my mother’s breasts;
if I saw3 you outside, I could kiss you – surely4 no one would despise me!5 2 I would lead you and bring you to my mother’s house,
I would give you7 spiced wine8 to drink,9 the nectar of my pomegranates.10 Double Refrain: Embracing and Adjuration
3 The Beloved about Her Lover:
His left hand caresses my head,
and his right hand stimulates me.11 4 The Beloved to the Maidens:
I admonish you, O maidens12 of Jerusalem: “Do not13 arouse or awaken love until it pleases!” The Awakening of Love
5 The Maidens about His Beloved:
Who is this coming up from the desert,
leaning on her beloved?
The Beloved to Her Lover:
Under the apple tree I aroused you;14 there your mother conceived you,
there she who bore you was in labor of childbirth.15 The Nature of True Love
6 The Beloved to Her Lover:
Set me like a cylinder seal16 over your heart,17 like a signet18 on your arm.19 For love is as strong as death,20 passion21 is as unrelenting22 as Sheol. Its flames burst forth,23 7 Surging waters cannot quench love;
floodwaters25 cannot overflow it. If someone were to offer all his possessions26 to buy love,27 the offer28 would be utterly despised.29 The Brother’s Plan and the Sister’s Reward
8 The Beloved’s Brothers:
We have a little sister,
and as yet she has no breasts.
What shall we do for our sister
on the day when she is spoken for?30 we will build on her a battlement32 of silver; but if she is a door,
we will barricade33 her with boards34 of cedar.35 10 The Beloved:
I was a wall,
and my breasts were like fortress towers.36 Then I found favor37 in his eyes.38 Solomon’s Vineyard and the Beloved’s Vineyard
11 The Beloved to Her Lover:
Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-Hamon;
he leased out39 the vineyard to those who maintained it. Each was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.
12 My vineyard,40 which belongs to me,41 is at my disposal alone.42 The thousand shekels belong to you, O Solomon,
and two hundred shekels belong to those who maintain it for its fruit.
Epilogue: The Lover’s Request and His Beloved’s Invitation
13 The Lover to His Beloved:
O you who stay in the gardens,
my companions are listening attentively43 for your voice; let me be the one to44 hear it!45 14 The Beloved to Her Lover:
Make haste, my beloved!
Be like a gazelle or a young stag
on the mountains of spices.