Scarcely had I passed by them,
When I found the one I love.
I held him and would not let him go,
Until I had brought him to the (A)house of my mother,
And into the [a]chamber of her who conceived me.

(B)I [b]charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
By the gazelles or by the does of the field,
Do not stir up nor awaken love
Until it pleases.

The Coming of Solomon

The Shulamite

(C)Who is this coming out of the wilderness
Like pillars of smoke,
Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense,
With all the merchant’s fragrant powders?

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