7. The watchmen who go about the city found me. They struck me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took my veil and my mantle from me.
8. I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him that I am sick from love [simply sick to be with him]. [Ps. 63:1.]
9. What is your beloved more than another beloved, O you fairest among women [taunted the ladies]? What is your beloved more than another beloved, that you should give us such a charge? [John 10:26.]
10. [She said] My beloved is fair and ruddy, the chief among ten thousand! [Ps. 45:2; John 1:14.]
11. His head is [as precious as] the finest gold; his locks are curly and bushy and black as a raven.
12. His eyes are like doves beside the water brooks, bathed in milk and fitly set.