8Ye daughters of Jerusalem, I beseech you by an holy thing, if ye have found my darling, that ye tell to him, that I am sick for love.
9A! thou fairest of women, of what manner condition is thy darling of the beloved? of what manner condition is thy darling of a darling? for thou hast so besought us by an holy thing.
10My darling is white and ruddy; chosen of thousands.
11His head is best gold; his hairs be as the boughs of palm trees, and be black as a crow.