Song of Songs 5 I come to my garden, my sister, O bride; I nip off my myrrh with my aromatics; I eat my wildwood fare with my honey; I drink my wine with my milk. Eat, associates! Drink and be drunken, friends!"

CLV⁽ⁱ⁾ ¹ I come to my garden, my sister, O bride; I nip off my myrrh with my aromatics; I eat my wildwood fare with my honey; I drink my wine with my milk. Eat, associates! Drink and be drunken, friends!" ² I was asleep, yet my heart was aroused; The sound of my darling knocking! Open to me, my sister, my dearest, My dove, my flawless one, For my head is filled with night mist, My locks with moisture of the night." ³ I have stripped off my tunic; how should I put it on again? I have washed my feet; how should I dirty them again? ⁴ My darling put forth his hand into the latch hole, And my bowels clamored for him." ⁵ I arose to open for my darling; My hands dropped myrrh, And my fingers with overflowing myrrh--On the handgrips of the latch." ⁶ I opened for my darling, Yet my darling had vanished; he had passed aside. My soul had gone forth when he spoke; I sought him, yet I did not find him; I called him, yet he did not answer me." ⁷ The guards who go around in the city found me; They smote me; they injured me; They lifted my cape off me, those guards of the walls." ⁸ I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my darling, what shall you tell him? That I am ailing with love? ⁹ How is your darling better than another darling, Loveliest among women? How is your darling better than another darling That thus you adjure us? ¹⁰ My darling is shimmering and ruddy, Preeminent among ten thousand." ¹¹ His head is certified gold, glittering gold; His locks are pendulous, dusky as a raven." ¹² His eyes are like doves by channels of water, Washed in milk, seated by a brimming pool." ¹³ His cheeks are like beds of aromatics, towers of sweet compounds; His lips are like anemones, dropping overflowing myrrh." ¹⁴ His hands are like ring-bands of gold, filled with topaz; His belly is like reflecting ivory, bedecked with sapphires." ¹⁵ His legs are like columns of marble, founded on sockets of glittering gold; His appearance is like Lebanon, choice as its cedars." ¹⁶ His palate is most sweet, And all of him is coveted. This is my darling, and this is my dearest, O daughters of Jerusalem."