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Song 1:4

Take me away with you — let us hurry! Let the king bring me into his chambers.We rejoice and delight in you; we will praise your love more than wine.How right they are to adore you!

Song 1:6

Do not stare at me because I am dark, because I am darkened by the sun. My mother’s sons were angry with me and made me take care of the vineyards; my own vineyard I had to neglect.

Song 1:9

9 I liken you, my darling, to a mare among Pharaoh’s chariot horses.

Song 1:13

My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh resting between my breasts.

Song 1:14

My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms from the vineyards of En Gedi.

Song 2:3

3 Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest is my beloved among the young men. I delight to sit in his shade, and his fruit is sweet to my taste.

Song 2:4

Let him lead me to the banquet hall, and let his banner over me be love.

Song 2:10

My beloved spoke and said to me, “Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, come with me.

Song 3:4

Scarcely had I passed them when I found the one my heart loves. I held him and would not let him go till I had brought him to my mother’s house, to the room of the one who conceived me.

Song 4:6

Until the day breaks and the shadows flee, I will go to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of incense.

Song 5:2

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.”

Song 5:4

My beloved thrust his hand through the latch-opening; my heart began to pound for him.

Song 5:5

I arose to open for my beloved, and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with flowing myrrh, on the handles of the bolt.

Song 6:2

2 My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to browse in the gardens and to gather lilies.

Song 6:11

11 I went down to the grove of nut trees to look at the new growth in the valley, to see if the vines had budded or the pomegranates were in bloom.

Song 7:9

and your mouth like the best wine.May the wine go straight to my beloved, flowing gently over lips and teeth.

Song 7:10

I belong to my beloved, and his desire is for me.

Song 7:11

Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside, let us spend the night in the villages.

Song 7:12

Let us go early to the vineyards to see if the vines have budded, if their blossoms have opened, and if the pomegranates are in bloom — there I will give you my love.

Song 8:1

If only you were to me like a brother, who was nursed at my mother’s breasts! Then, if I found you outside, I would kiss you, and no one would despise me.

Song 8:2

I would lead you and bring you to my mother’s house — she who has taught me. I would give you spiced wine to drink, the nectar of my pomegranates.

Song 8:7

Many waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot sweep it away. If one were to give all the wealth of one’s house for love, it would be utterly scorned.

Song 8:11

Solomon had a vineyard in Baal Hamon; he let out his vineyard to tenants. Each was to bring for its fruit a thousand shekels of silver.

Song 8:12

But my own vineyard is mine to give; the thousand shekels are for you, Solomon, and two hundred are for those who tend its fruit.

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