Albert Barnes Commentary Song Of Solomon 8:1

"Oh that thou wert as my brother, That sucked the breasts of my mother! [When] I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; Yea, and none would despise me." — Song Of Solomon 8:1 (ASV)

Royal rank and splendor have grown wearisome. The king once called her “sister” and “sister-bride.” If only he were indeed like a “brother,” her mother’s own child, whom she could meet, embrace, and welcome everywhere without restraint or shame. Her love for him is simple, sacred, and pure—free from the unrest and the stains of mere earthly passion.