2I sleep, and mine heart waketh. The voice of my darling knocking; my sister, my love, my culver, my spousess unwemmed, open thou to me; for mine head is full of dew, and mine hairs be full of the drops of nights.
3I have unclothed me of my coat; how shall I be clothed therein? I have washed my feet; how shall I defoul them?