“I am the rose [of the plain] of Sharon,
The lily of the valleys [that grows in deep places].”

“My beloved speaks and says to me,
‘Arise, my love, my fair one,
And come away.

“I arose to open for my beloved;
And my hands dripped with myrrh,
And my fingers with liquid [sweet-scented] myrrh,
On the handles of the bolt.