8 1If only I could treat you like my brother,[Z] one who nursed at my mother’s breasts, I would find you in public and kiss you, and no one would scorn me. 2I would lead you, I would take you, to the house of my mother who taught me.[A] I would give you spiced wine to drink from my pomegranate juice. 3His left hand is under my head, and his right arm embraces me. 4Young women of Jerusalem, I charge you: do not stir up or awaken love until the appropriate time. Y 5Who is this coming up from the wilderness, leaning on the one she loves? I awakened you under the apricot tree. There your mother conceived you; there she conceived and gave you birth. 6Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm. For love is as strong as death; ardent love is as unrelenting as Sheol. Love’s flames are fiery flames— the fiercest of all.[B] 7Mighty waters cannot extinguish love; rivers cannot sweep it away. If a man were to give all his wealth[C] for love, it would be utterly scorned. B 8Our sister is young; she has no breasts. What will we do for our sister on the day she is spoken for? 9If she is a wall, we will build a silver parapet on it. If she is a door, we will enclose it with cedar planks.[D] W 10I am[E] a wall and my breasts like towers. So in his eyes I have become like one who finds peace.[F] 11Solomon owned a vineyard in Baal-hamon. He leased the vineyard to tenants. Each was to bring for his fruit 1,000 pieces of silver. 12I have my own vineyard.[G] The 1,000 are for you, Solomon, but 200 for those who guard its fruits. M 13You[H] who dwell in the gardens— companions are listening for your voice— let me hear you! W 14Hurry to me, my love, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.
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