Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, Where thou feedest 'thy flock', Where thou makest 'it' to rest at noon: For why should I be as one that is veiled Beside the flocks of thy companions?
A! thou fairest among wymmen, if thou knowist not thi silf, go thou out, and go forth aftir þe steppis of thi flockis; and feede thi kidis, bisidis þe tabernaclis of scheepherdis.