7. The keepers that go about the city found me: they struck me: and wounded me: the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
8. I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him that I languish with love.
9. What manner of one is thy beloved of the beloved, O thou most beautiful among women? what manner of one is thy beloved of the beloved, that thou hast so adjured us?
10. My beloved is white and ruddy, chosen out of thousands.
11. His head is as the finest gold: his locks as branches of palm trees, black as a raven.
12. His eyes as doves upon brooks of waters, which are washed with milk, and sit beside the plentiful streams.
13. His cheeks are as beds of aromatical spices set by the perfumers. His lips are as lilies dropping choice myrrb.
14. His hands are turned and as of gold, full of hyacinths. His belly as of ivory, set with sapphires.
15. His legs as pillars of marble, that are set upon bases of gold. His form as of Libanus, excellent as the cedars.
16. His throat most sweet, and he is all lovely: such is my beloved, and he is my friend, O ye daughters of Jerusalem.
17. Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou most beautiful among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside, and we will seek him with thee?