Song of Solomon 5:8 YLT

⁶  I opened to my beloved, But my beloved withdrew -- he passed on, My soul went forth when he spake, I sought him, and found him not. I called him, and he answered me not.

⁷  The watchmen who go round about the city, Found me, smote me, wounded me, Keepers of the walls lifted up my veil from off me.

⁸  I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved -- What do ye tell him? that I 'am' sick with love!

⁹  What 'is' thy beloved above 'any' beloved, O fair among women? What 'is' thy beloved above 'any' beloved, That thus thou hast adjured us?

¹⁰  My beloved 'is' clear and ruddy, Conspicuous above a myriad!