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Awake and Waiting

I have come into my garden,
        my sister, my bride.
    I have gathered my myrrh with my spice.
    I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey.
    I have drunk my wine with my milk.

Eat, O friends,
Drink, yes, drink your fill, O lovers!

I sleep, but my heart is awake.
    A voice! My lover is knocking!
“Open to me, my sister, my darling,
    my dove, my perfect one!
For my head is drenched with dew,
    my locks with dewdrops of night.”
I have stripped off my coat.
    How can I put it on again?
I have washed my feet.
    How can I soil them?

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He

I have come into my garden,(A) my sister, my bride;(B)
    I have gathered my myrrh with my spice.
I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey;
    I have drunk my wine and my milk.(C)

Friends

Eat, friends, and drink;
    drink your fill of love.

She

I slept but my heart was awake.
    Listen! My beloved is knocking:
“Open to me, my sister, my darling,
    my dove,(D) my flawless(E) one.(F)
My head is drenched with dew,
    my hair with the dampness of the night.”
I have taken off my robe—
    must I put it on again?
I have washed my feet—
    must I soil them again?

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