The Lover to His Beloved: 1
6:11 I went down to the orchard of walnut trees, 2
to look for the blossoms of the valley, 3
to see if the vines had budded
or if the pomegranates were in bloom.
6:12 4 I was beside myself with joy! 5
There please give me your myrrh, 6
O daughter of my princely people. 7
The Lover to His Beloved:
6:13 (7:1) 8 Turn 9 , turn, O 10 Perfect One! 11
Turn, turn, that I 12 may stare at you!
The Beloved to Her Lover:
Why 13 do you gaze upon the Perfect One
like the dance of the Mahanaim? 14