1 I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride; I have gathered my myrrh with my spice. I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey; I have drunk my wine and my milk. Eat, friends, and drink; drink your fill of love.2 I slept but my heart was awake. Listen! My beloved is knocking: "Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my flawless one. My head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night."3 I have taken off my robe — must I put it on again? I have washed my feet — must I soil them again?4 My beloved thrust his hand through the latch-opening; my heart began to pound for him.5 I arose to open for my beloved, and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with flowing myrrh, on the handles of the bolt.6 I opened for my beloved, but my beloved had left; he was gone. My heart sank at his departure. "I looked for him but did not find him. I called him but he did not answer.7 The watchmen found me as they made their rounds in the city. They beat me, they bruised me; they took away my cloak, those watchmen of the walls!8 Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you — if you find my beloved, what will you tell him? Tell him I am faint with love.9 How is your beloved better than others, most beautiful of women? How is your beloved better than others, that you so charge us?10 My beloved is radiant and ruddy, outstanding among ten thousand.11 His head is purest gold; his hair is wavy and black as a raven.12 His eyes are like doves by the water streams, washed in milk, mounted like jewels.13 His cheeks are like beds of spice yielding perfume. His lips are like lilies dripping with myrrh.14 His arms are rods of gold set with topaz. His body is like polished ivory decorated with lapis lazuli.15 His legs are pillars of marble set on bases of pure gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, choice as its cedars.16 His mouth is sweetness itself; he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, this is my friend, daughters of Jerusalem.

1 [Veniat dilectus meus in hortum suum,et comedat fructum pomorum suorum.Sponsus Veni in hortum meum, soror mea, sponsa ;messui myrrham meam cum aromatibus meis ;comedi favum cum melle meo ;bibi vinum meum cum lacte meo ;comedite, amici, et bibite,et inebriamini, carissimi.2 Sponsa Ego dormio, et cor meum vigilat.Vox dilecti mei pulsantis :Sponsus Aperi mihi, soror mea, amica mea,columba mea, immaculata mea,quia caput meum plenum est rore,et cincinni mei guttis noctium.3 Sponsa Expoliavi me tunica mea : quomodo induar illa ?lavi pedes meos : quomodo inquinabo illos ?4 Dilectus meus misit manum suam per foramen,et venter meus intremuit ad tactum ejus.5 Surrexi ut aperirem dilecto meo ;manus me stillaverunt myrrham,et digiti mei pleni myrrha probatissima.6 Pessulum ostii mei aperui dilecto meo,at ille declinaverat, atque transierat.Anima mea liquefacta est, ut locutus est ;qusivi, et non inveni illum ;vocavi, et non respondit mihi.7 Invenerunt me custodes qui circumeunt civitatem ;percusserunt me, et vulneraverunt me.Tulerunt pallium meum mihi custodes murorum.8 Adjuro vos, fili Jerusalem,si inveneritis dilectum meum,ut nuntietis ei quia amore langueo.9 Chorus Qualis est dilectus tuus ex dilecto, o pulcherrima mulierum ?qualis est dilectus tuus ex dilecto, quia sic adjurasti nos ?10 Sponsa Dilectus meus candidus et rubicundus ;electus ex millibus.11 Caput ejus aurum optimum ;com ejus sicut elat palmarum, nigr quasi corvus.12 Oculi ejus sicut columb super rivulos aquarum,qu lacte sunt lot, et resident juxta fluenta plenissima.13 Gen illius sicut areol aromatum,consit a pigmentariis.Labia ejus lilia,distillantia myrrham primam.14 Manus illius tornatiles, aure,plen hyacinthis.Venter ejus eburneus,distinctus sapphiris.15 Crura illius column marmorequ fundat sunt super bases aureas.Species ejus ut Libani,electus ut cedri.16 Guttur illius suavissimum,et totus desiderabilis.Talis est dilectus meus,et ipse est amicus meus, fili Jerusalem.17 Chorus Quo abiit dilectus tuus, o pulcherrima mulierum ?quo declinavit dilectus tuus ?et quremus eum tecum.]