The Song of Songs

The flow'rs appear on the earth;

the time of the singing of birds is come,

and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land.

I will rise now,

and go about the city in the streets,

and in the broad ways

I will seek him whom my soul loveth;

I sought him, but I found him not.

The watchmen that go about the city found me:

to whom I said, Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?

It was but a little that I passed from them,

but I found him, whom my soul loveth;

I held him, and would not let him go,

until I had brought him into my mother's house,

and into the chamber of her that conceived me.

I charge you, o ye daughters of Jerusalem,

by the roes, and by the hinds of the field,

that ye stir not up, not awake my love,

till he please.

My beloved is mine, and I am his:

he feedeth among the lilies.