SOS-4: 6 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense. SOS-4: 7 Thou [art] all fair, my love; [there is] no spot in thee. SOS-4: 8 Come with me from Lebanon, [my] spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards. SOS-4: 9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, [my] spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck. SOS-4: 10 How fair is thy love, my sister, [my] spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices! SOS-4: 11 Thy lips, O [my] spouse, drop [as] the honeycomb: honey and milk [are] under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments [is] like the smell of Lebanon. SOS-4: 12 A garden enclosed [is] my sister, [my] spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed. SOS-4: 13 Thy plants [are] an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard, SOS-4: 14 Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices: SOS-4: 15 A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon. SOS-4: 16 Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, [that] the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits. SOS-5: 1 I am come into my garden, my sister, [my] spouse: 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, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved. SOS-5: 2 I sleep, but my heart waketh: [it is] the voice of my beloved that knocketh, [saying] , Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, [and] my locks with the drops of the night. SOS-5: 3 I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them? SOS-5: 4 My beloved put in his hand by the hole [of the door] , and my bowels were moved for him. SOS-5: 5 I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped [with] myrrh, and my fingers [with] sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock. SOS-5: 6 I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, [and] was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer. SOS-5: 7 The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me. SOS-5: 8 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I [am] sick of love. SOS-5: 9 What [is] thy beloved more than [another] beloved, O thou fairest among women? what [is] thy beloved more than [another] beloved, that thou dost so charge us? SOS-5: 10 My beloved [is] white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand. SOS-5: 11 His head [is as] the most fine gold, his locks [are] bushy, [and] black as a raven. SOS-5: 12 His eyes [are] as [the eyes] of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, [and] fitly set. SOS-5: 13 His cheeks [are] as a bed of spices, [as] sweet flowers: his lips [like] lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh. SOS-5: 14 His hands [are as] gold rings set with the beryl: his belly [is as] bright ivory overlaid [with] sapphires. SOS-5: 15 His legs [are as] pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance [is] as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars. SOS-5: 16 His mouth [is] most sweet: yea, he [is] altogether lovely. This [is] my beloved, and this [is] my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem. SOS-6: 1 Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.