"On my bed night after night I sought him Whom my soul loves; I sought him but did not find him.
'I must arise now and go about the city; In the streets and in the squares I must seek him whom my soul loves.' I sought him but did not find him.
"The watchmen who make the rounds in the city found me, And I said, 'Have you seen him whom my soul loves?'
"Scarcely had I left them When I found him whom my soul loves; I held on to him and would not let him go Until I had brought him to my mother's house, And into the room of her who conceived me."