(The Shulammite Bride)
“Like an apple tree [rare and welcome] among the trees of the forest,
So is my beloved among the young men!
In his shade I took great delight and sat down,
And his fruit was sweet and delicious to my palate.

(The Chorus)
“Who is this coming up from the wilderness
Leaning upon her beloved?”

“I said, ‘I will climb the palm tree;
I will grasp its branches.
Let your breasts be like clusters of the grapevine,
And the fragrance of your breath like apples,

“Sustain me with raisin cakes,
Refresh me with apples,
Because I am sick with love.