4A little when I had passed them, I found him, whom my soul loveth; I held him, and I shall not leave him, till I bring him into the house of my mother, and into the bed-closet of my mother.
5Ye daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you greatly, by the caprets, and harts of fields, that ye raise not, neither make to awake the dearworthy spousess, till she will.
6Who is this woman, that goeth up by the desert, as a rod of smoke of sweet smelling spices, of myrrh, and of incense, and of all powder of an ointment maker?
7Lo! sixty strong men of the strongest men of Israel encompass the bed of Solomon;
8and all they hold swords, and be most witting to battles; the sword of each man is on his hip, for the dread of nights.
9King Solomon made to him a seat, of the wood of Lebanon;