Song of Songs 5:6-15

6I opened to my beloved; But my beloved had withdrawn himself; he was gone: My soul went forth when he spoke. I sought him, but I found him not; I called him, but he gave me no answer.

7The watchmen that went about the city found me; They smote me, they wounded me; The keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.

8I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved, ...What will ye tell him? — That I am sick of love.

9What is thy beloved more than [another] beloved, Thou fairest among women? What is thy beloved more than [another] beloved, That thou dost so charge us?

10My beloved is white and ruddy, The chiefest among ten thousand.

11His head is [as] the finest gold; His locks are flowing, black as the raven;

12His eyes are like doves by the water-brooks, Washed with milk, fitly set;

13His cheeks are as a bed of spices, raised beds of sweet plants; His lips lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.

14His hands gold rings, set with the chrysolite; His belly is bright ivory, overlaid [with] sapphires;

15His legs, pillars of marble, set upon bases of fine gold: His bearing as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars;