How fair is thy love, my sister, {\i my} bride!\par\tab How much better is thy love than wine!\par\tab And the fragrance of thine oils than all manner of spices!
Draw me; we will run after thee:\par\tab The king hath brought me into his chambers;\par\tab We will be glad and rejoice in thee;\par\tab We will make mention of thy love more than of wine:\par\tab Rightly do they love thee.\par
And he arose, and came to his father. But while he was yet afar off, his father saw him, and was moved with compassion, and ran, and fell on his neck, and kissed him.
And in this mountain will Jehovah of hosts make unto all peoples a feast of fat things, a feast of wines on the lees, of fat things full of marrow, of wines on the lees well refined.
Let us get up early to the vineyards;\par\tab Let us see whether the vine hath budded,\par\tab {\i And} its blossom is open,\par\tab {\i And} the pomegranates are in flower:\par\tab There will I give thee my love.
Kiss the son, lest he be angry, and ye perish in the way,\par\tab For his wrath will soon be kindled.\par\tab Blessed are all they that take refuge in him.\par
His mouth is most sweet;\par\tab Yea, he is altogether lovely.\par\tab This is my beloved, and this is my friend,\par\tab O daughters of Jerusalem.\par