Song of Songs 8

ECB(i) 1 O who gives that you be as my brother sucking the breasts of my mother! I find you in the outways: I kiss you; yes, they disrespect me not: 2 I drive you; I bring you to the house of my mother: she teaches me; I have you drink of perfumed wine - of the squeezed juice of my pomegranate. 3 His left is under my head and his right embraces me. 4 I oath you, O daughters of Yeru Shalem, that neither you waken, nor waken the love until he desires. 5
Who is this ascending from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? THE WOMAN I wakened you under the apple tree; there your mother pledged you - there she who birthed you pledged you. 6 Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm; for love is as strong as death; jealousy as hard as sheol; its burning flashes as burning flashes of fire, - a most vehement flame. 7 Neither are many waters able to quench love, nor the rivers overflow it; if a man give all the wealth of his house for love, in disrespecting, they disrespect him. 8
We have a little sister; she has no breasts: what work we for our sister in the day they word for her? 9 If she is a wall, we build on her a wall of silver; and if she is a door, we besiege her with a slab of cedar. 10
I am a wall; and my breasts as towers; then am I in his eyes as one finding shalom. 11 Shelomoh has a vineyard at Baal Hamon; he gives the vineyard to guards; and for the fruit, each man brings a thousand silver. 12 My vineyard - mine, is at my face; you, O Shelomoh, have a thousand and they who guard the fruit two hundred. 13
You who settle in the gardens, the companions hearken to your voice; hear me. 14 Flee, my beloved - likened to a gazelle or to a fawn hart on the mountains of spices.