Canticle Of Canticles 2

1I am the flower of the field, and the lily of the valleys.● 2As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.● 3As the apple tree among the trees of the woods, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow, whom I desired: and his fruit was sweet to my palate.● 4He brought me into the cellar of wine, he set in order charity in me.● 5Stay me up with flowers, compass me about with apples: because I languish with love.● 6His left hand is under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.● 7I adjure you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and the harts of the field, that you stir not up, nor make the beloved to awake, till she please.● 8The voice of my beloved, behold he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping over the hills. The voice of my beloved: that is, the preaching of the gospel surmounting difficulties figuratively here expressed by mountains and little hills.● 9My beloved is like a roe, or a young hart. Behold he standeth behind our wall, looking through the windows, looking through the lattices.● 10Behold my beloved speaketh to me: Arise, make haste, my love, my dove, my beautiful one, and come.● 11For winter is now past, the rain is over and gone.● 12The flowers have appeared in our land, the time of pruning is come: the voice of the turtle is heard in our land:● 13The fig tree hath put forth her green figs: the vines in flower yield their sweet smell. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come:● 14My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hollow places of the wall, shew me thy face, let thy voice sound in my ears: for thy voice is sweet, and thy face comely.● 15Catch us the little foxes that destroy the vines: for our vineyard hath flourished.● 16My beloved to me, and I to him who feedeth among the lilies,● 17Till the day break, and the shadows retire. Return: be like, my beloved, to a roe, or to a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.●