1 Chap. III. When on my nightly couch,
I still sought him whom my soul loveth;
I sought him, but found him not.
2 I must arise now and go about the city,
In the streets and in the squares;
I must seek him whom my soul loveth:
I sought him, but found him not.
3 The watchmen who patrol the city found me:
“Have you seen him whom my soul loveth?”
4 Scarcely had I passed them,