'One' in the Bible

Tell me, you, the one I love:Where do you pasture your sheep?Where do you let them rest at noon?Why should I be like one who veils herselfbeside the flocks of your companions?

My love calls to me:M Arise, my darling.Come away, my beautiful one.

The fig tree ripens its figs;the blossoming vines give off their fragrance.Arise, my darling.Come away, my beautiful one.

In my bed at nightI sought the one I love;I sought him, but did not find him.

I will arise now and go about the city,through the streets and the plazas.I will seek the one I love.I sought him, but did not find him.

The guards who go about the city found me.I asked them, “Have you seen the one I love?”

I had just passed themwhen I found the one I love.I held on to him and would not let him gountil I brought him to my mother’s house—to the chamber of the one who conceived me.

Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn sheepcoming up from washing,each one having a twin,and not one missing.

You have captured my heart, my sister, my bride.You have captured my heart with one glance of your eyes,with one jewel of your necklace.

W I sleep, but my heart is awake.A sound! My love is knocking!M Open to me, my sister, my darling,my dove, my perfect one.For my head is drenched with dew,my hair with droplets of the night.

Y What makes the one you love better than another,most beautiful of women?What makes him better than another,that you would give us this charge?

Your teeth are like a flock of ewescoming up from washing,each one having a twin,and not one missing.

But my dove, my virtuous one, is unique;she is the favorite of her mother,perfect to the one who gave her birth.Women see her and declare her fortunate;queens and concubines also, and they sing her praises:

If only I could treat you like my brother,one who nursed at my mother’s breasts,I would find you in public and kiss you,and no one would scorn me.

Y Who is this coming up from the wilderness,leaning on the one she loves?W I awakened you under the apricot tree.There your mother conceived you;there she conceived and gave you birth.

W I am a walland my breasts like towers.So in his eyes I have becomelike one who finds peace.