By nightonmy bedI soughthim whom my soulloveth: I soughthim, but I foundhim not. I will risenow, and go aboutthe cityin the streets, and in the broad waysI will seekhim whom my soulloveth: I soughthim, but I foundhim not. The watchmenthat go aboutthe cityfoundme: to whom I said , Sawye him whom my soulloveth? It was but a littlethat I passedfromthem, butI foundhim whom my soulloveth: I heldhim, and would notlet him go, untilI had broughthim intomy mother's house, and intothe chamberof her that conceivedme. I chargeyou, O ye daughtersof Jerusalem, by the roes, andby the hindsof the field, that ye stir not up, norawake my love, tillhe please. Who is thisthat comethout ofthe wildernesslike pillarsof smoke, perfumedwith myrrhand frankincense, with allpowdersof the merchant? Beholdhis bed, which is Solomon's; threescorevaliant men are aboutit, of the valiantof Israel. They allholdswords, being expertin war: every man hath his sworduponhis thighbecause of fearin the night. KingSolomonmadehimself a chariotof the woodof Lebanon. He madethe pillarsthereof of silver, the bottomthereof of gold, the coveringof it of purple, the midstthereof being paved with love, for the daughtersof Jerusalem. Go forth, O ye daughtersof Zion, and beholdkingSolomonwith the crownwherewith his mothercrownedhim in the dayof his espousals, and in the dayof the gladnessof his heart.