5. Sustain me with cakes of raisins, refresh me with apples: for I am sick with love.
6. His left hand is under my head, and his right hand does embrace me.
7. I charge you, O you daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or by the hinds of the field, that you stir not up, nor awake love, till it pleases.
8. The voice of my beloved! behold, he comes leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.