I awake thee under the apple tree.
(He points to the house.)
There thou wert born.
The Shulamite
Set me as a seal upon thy heart, as a seal upon thine arm; for love is strong as death, jealousy cruel as the grave; the flashes thereof are flashes of fire, a very flame of the Lord. But many waters cannot quench love, nor can the floods drown it. The man who seeks to purchase it acquires but contempt.
EPILOGUE.
A Cottage at Shulam.
First Brother of the Shulamite
(thinking of a younger sister whom he would sell when she is older.)
We have a little sister, still immature. What shall we do with her when she is spoken for?
Second Brother