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1If only you were like a brother to me, like one who nursed at my mother's breasts. If I found you outside I would kiss you, and no one would view me with contempt.
2I would lead you, I would bring you to the house of my mother who used to teach me. I would give you some spiced wine to drink, from the juice of my pomegranates.
3Let his left hand be under my head, and let his right hand embrace me.
4Swear to me, young women of Jerusalem, that you won't awaken or arouse love before its proper time!
5Who is this coming up from the desert, leaning on her beloved? Under the apple tree I awakened you. There your mother had gone into labor with you; there she went into labor and gave birth to you.
6Set me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm. For love is as strong as death, passion as intense as Sheol. The flames of love are flames of fire, a blaze that comes from the LORD.
7Mighty bodies of water cannot extinguish love, rivers cannot put it out. If a man were to give all the wealth of his house for love, he would surely be viewed with contempt.
8We have a little sister, and she has not yet reached maturity. What will we do for our sister to prepare her for her engagement?
9If she's a wall, on her we will build a battlement of silver. If she's a door, we will enclose her with planks of cedar.
10I was a wall and my breasts were like towers. Then I became like one who finds peace in his eyes.
11Solomon has a vineyard in Baal-hamon. He entrusted the vineyard to caretakers— each one is to bring 1,000 pieces of silver in exchange for its fruit.
12My vineyard belongs to me and is at my disposal. The 1,000 are for you, Solomon, and 200 are for those who take care of its fruit.
13You who sit in the gardens, companions are listening for your voice, but let me hear it.
14Come quickly, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.