My loved one said to me, Get up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

The watchmen who go about the town came by me; to them I said, Have you seen him who is my heart's desire?

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.

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;