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1 On my couch by night, I sought him whom my soul hath loved; I sought him, and I found him not! 2 -- Pray, let me rise, and go round the city, In the streets and in the broad places, I seek him whom my soul hath loved! -- I sought him, and I found him not. 3 The watchmen have found me, (Who are going round about the city), 'Him whom my soul have loved saw ye?' 4 But a little I passed on from them, Till I found him whom my soul hath loved! I seized him, and let him not go, Till I brought him in unto the house of my mother -- And the chamber of her that conceived me. 5 I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes or by the hinds of the field, Stir not up nor wake the love till she please! 6 Who is this coming up from the wilderness, Like palm-trees of smoke, Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, From every powder of the merchant? 7 Lo, his couch, that is Solomon's, Sixty mighty ones are around it, Of the mighty of Israel, 8 All of them holding sword, taught of battle, Each his sword by his thigh, for fear at night. 9 A palanquin king Solomon made for himself, Of the wood of Lebanon, Song of Solomon 3:1-9, Young's Literal Translation. Public domain.
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