6. I opened the bolt of my door to my beloved: but he had turned aside, and was gone. My soul melted when he spoke: I sought him, and found him not: I called, and he did not answer me.
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.