I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, Until he please.
He ki tenei naku ki a koutou, e nga tamahine o Hiruharama, i te aroaro o nga anaterope, o nga hata o te parae, kaua e whakaoho, kaua e whakaara i taku e aroha nei, kia pai ra ano ia.
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