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My love is to me as a branch of the cypress-tree in the vine-gardens of En-gedi.

As the apple-tree among the trees of the wood, so is my loved one among the sons. I took my rest under his shade with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.

Verse ConceptsApplesYoung Lovers

The fig-tree puts out her green fruit and the vines with their young fruit give a good smell. Get up from your bed, my beautiful one, and come away.

Verse ConceptsBlossomingGet Up!

Your neck is like the tower of David made for a store-house of arms, in which a thousand breastplates are hanging, breastplates for fighting-men.

Verse ConceptsNecksArmoryElegancecrusades

I am sleeping, but my heart is awake; it is the sound of my loved one at the door, saying, Be open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my very beautiful one; my head is wet with dew, and my hair with the drops of the night.

Verse ConceptsNames And Titles For The Church

My loved one put his hand on the door, and my heart was moved for him.

Verse ConceptsHuman AffectionBowels

I got up to let my loved one in; and my hands were dropping with myrrh, and my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the lock of the door.

Verse ConceptsRoses

I made the door open to my loved one; but my loved one had taken himself away, and was gone, my soul was feeble when his back was turned on me; I went after him, but I did not come near him; I said his name, but he gave me no answer.

Verse ConceptsGone AwayOthers Not AnsweringSeeking But Not Finding People

His legs are as pillars of stone on a base of delicate gold; his looks are as Lebanon, beautiful as the cedar-tree.

Verse ConceptsThings Like Gold

Your neck is as a tower of ivory; your eyes like the waters in Heshbon, by the doorway of Bath-rabbim; your nose is as the tower on Lebanon looking over Damascus:

Verse ConceptsPools

You are tall like a palm-tree, and your breasts are like the fruit of the vine.

Verse ConceptsPalm Treesbreasts

I said, Let me go up the palm-tree, and let me take its branches in my hands: your breasts will be as the fruit of the vine, and the smell of your breath like apples;

Verse ConceptsApplesbreastsbreath

Who is this, who comes up from the waste places, resting on her loved one? It was I who made you awake under the apple-tree, where your mother gave you birth; there she was in pain at your birth.

Verse ConceptsApplesOther Supporting

If she is a wall, we will make on her a strong base of silver; and if she is a door, we will let her be shut up with cedar-wood.

Verse ConceptsPuritywomanhood