³ Because of the savour of thy good ointments
thy name is as ointment poured forth,
therefore do the virgins love thee.
⁴ Draw me, we will run after thee:
the king hath brought me into his chambers:
we will be glad and rejoice in thee,
we will remember thy love more than wine:
the upright love thee.
⁵ I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem,
as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.