7. The watchmen who go about the city found me.They beat me.They bruised me.The keepers of the walls took my cloak away from me.
8. I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem,If you find my beloved,that you tell him that I am faint with love.
9. How is your beloved better than another beloved,you fairest among women?How is your beloved better than another beloved,that you do so adjure us?