Song of Solomon 8:4-6

Douay-Rheims 1899 American Edition

⁴ I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that you stir not up, nor awake my love till she please.

⁵ Who is this that cometh up from the desert, flowing with delights, leaning upon her beloved? Under the apple tree I raised thee up: there thy mother was corrupted, there she was defloured that bore thee.

⁶ Put me as a seal upon thy heart, as a seal upon thy arm, for love is strong as death, jealousy as hard as hell, the lamps thereof are fire and flames.