Songs of the Rose of Sharon

1  I am the rose of Sharon,
   and the lily of the valleys.
 As the lily among thorns,
   so is my love among the daughters.
 As the apple tree among the trees of the wood,
   so is my beloved among the sons.
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I sat down under his shadow 
I sat down under his shadow with great delight,
and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
He brought me to the banqueting house,
and his banner over me was love.
Stay me with flagons, 
comfort me with apples:
for I am sick of love.

His left hand is under my head, 
and his right hand doth embrace me
His left hand is under my head,
and his right hand doth embrace me.

Oh my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock
O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock,
in the secret places of the stairs,
let me see thy countenance,
let me hear thy voice;
for sweet is ty voice,
and thy countenance is comely.

My beloved is mine, and I am his
My beloved is mine, and I am his:
he feedeth among the lilies.
Until the day break,
and the shadows flee away, 
turn, my beloved, and be thou 
roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.

The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh
The voice of my beloved! Behold,
he cometh leaping upon the mountains,
skipping upon the hills.
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.
my beloved spake, and said unto me...

Rise up, my love my fair one and come away
Rise up, my love, my fair one, 
and come way.
For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
The flowers appear on the earth;
the time of the singing of birds is come,
the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
the fig tree putteth forth her green figs,
and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell.
Arise, love, my fair one, and come away.