Song of Solomon 1:4-6

⁴Oh draw me, after thee will we run: the king hath brought me into his chambers; we will be glad and rejoice in thee; we will recall thy caresses, more pleasant than wine; without deceit all love thee.—

⁵Black am I, yet comely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.

⁶Look not so at me, because I am somewhat black, because the sun hath looked fiercely at me: my mother's children were angry with me; they appointed me to be keeper of the vineyards; but my vineyard, which is my own, have I not kept.—