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His left hand [is] under my head, And his right doth embrace me.

I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, How ye stir up, And how ye wake the love till she please!

Who [is] this coming from the wilderness, Hasting herself for her beloved? Under the citron-tree I have waked thee, There did thy mother pledge thee, There she gave a pledge [that] bare thee.

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His left arm is under my head
    and his right arm embraces me.(A)
Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you:
    Do not arouse or awaken love
    until it so desires.(B)

Friends

Who is this coming up from the wilderness(C)
    leaning on her beloved?

She

Under the apple tree I roused you;
    there your mother conceived(D) you,
    there she who was in labor gave you birth.

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