On my bed at night I sought him
whom my heart loves--
I sought him but I did not find him.
I will rise then and go about the city;
in the streets and crossings I will seek
Him whom my heart loves.
I sought him but I did not find him.
The watchmen came upon me,
as they made their rounds of the city;
Have you seen him whom my heart loves?
I had hardly left them
when I found him whom my heart loves
I took hold of him and would not let him go
till I should bring him to the home of
my mother,
to the room of my parent.
I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem,
by the gazelles and hinds of the field,
Do not arouse, do not sir up love
before its own time.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
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