The Lantern

Song of Solomon2

The Bride’s Admiration

The Bride

I am a havatstselet of the Sharon, a lily of the valleys.

The Bridegroom

Like a lily among the thorns, so is my darling among the daughters.

The Bride

Like an apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. In his shade I delighted and sat, and his fruit was sweet to my palate.

He brought me to the house of wine, and his banner over me was love.

Sustain me with raisin-cakes, spread me a bed with apples — for I am sick with love.

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

I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or by the does of the field: do not rouse and do not awaken love until it pleases.

The voice of my beloved! See, this one is coming, leaping upon the mountains, bounding upon the hills.

My beloved is like a gazelle or a fawn of the deer. See, this one is standing behind our wall, gazing in through the windows, peering through the lattices.

My beloved answered and said to me: “Rise up, my darling, my beautiful one, and come away.

For see, the winter is past; the rain has passed, it has gone.

The blossoms have appeared in the land; the time of pruning has arrived, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.

The fig tree has ripened its early figs, and the vines in blossom have given fragrance. Rise up, my darling, my beautiful one, and come away.

The Bridegroom

My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the covert of the terrace, let me see your form, let me hear your voice — for your voice is sweet and your form is comely.”

The Friends

Seize for us the foxes, the little foxes that ruin the vineyards — and our vineyards are in blossom.

The Bride

My beloved is mine and I am his, who pastures among the lilies.

Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, turn, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a fawn of the deer upon the mountains of Bether.