As the rose you sent, I will only open for you.
The
Rose of Sharon, by Solomon:
I am the rose of
Sharon,
and the lily of the valleys.
As the lily
among thorns,
so is my love among the
daughters.
As the apple tree among the trees of the
wood,
so is my beloved among the sons.
I sat
down under his shadow with great delight,
and his
fruit was sweet to my taste.
He brought me to the
banqueting house,
and his banner over me was
love.
Stay me with flagons, comfort me with
apples:
for I am sick of love.
His left hand is
under my head,
and his right hand doth embrace
me.
I charge you, O ye daughters of
Jerusalem,
by the roes, and by the hinds of the
field...
that ye stir not up, nor awake my love...
till he please.