Hast Thou Forgotten?

My love, hast Thou forgotten Thy resting between my breasts?
And wherefore hast Thou sold me for ever to them that enslave me?
Have I not followed Thee of old through a land not sown?
Lo, Seir and Mount Paran and Sinai and Sin are my witnesses.
And my love was Thine, and Thy favour upon me,
And how now hast Thou apportioned my glory away from me?
Thrust unto Seir, cast out unto Kedar,
Tested in the furnace of Greece, afflicted under the yoke of Media—
Is there, beside Thee, a redeemer or, beside me, a captive of hope?—
O give Thy strength to me, for I give Thee my love.