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The young man:

I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride.
I have taken my myrrh with my spice.
I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey.
I have drunk my wine and my milk.

The writer:

Eat, friends, and drink, you who love each other!
Drink until you can drink no more![a]

A dream

The young woman:

I slept but my mind was awake.[b]
Listen! My lover is knocking on my door!

He said, ‘Open the door for me, my dear friend.
    You are my sister,
    the perfect one that I love.
    To me you are like a beautiful dove.
Dew from the night air covers my head.
    My hair is very wet.’

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Footnotes

  1. 5:1 It may be the writer of the poems who says this, or it may be the friends who are at the wedding feast.
  2. 5:2 The woman sleeps and she has another dream.

He

I have come into my garden,(A) my sister, my bride;(B)
    I have gathered my myrrh with my spice.
I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey;
    I have drunk my wine and my milk.(C)

Friends

Eat, friends, and drink;
    drink your fill of love.

She

I slept but my heart was awake.
    Listen! My beloved is knocking:
“Open to me, my sister, my darling,
    my dove,(D) my flawless(E) one.(F)
My head is drenched with dew,
    my hair with the dampness of the night.”

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