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The watchmen who go about the city found me.
    They beat me.
    They bruised me.
    The keepers of the walls took my cloak away from me.

I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem,
    If you find my beloved,
    that you tell him that I am faint with love.

Friends

How is your beloved better than another beloved,
    you fairest among women?
How is your beloved better than another beloved,
that you do so adjure us?

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The watchmen found me
    as they made their rounds in the city.(A)
They beat me, they bruised me;
    they took away my cloak,
    those watchmen of the walls!
Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you(B)
    if you find my beloved,(C)
what will you tell him?
    Tell him I am faint with love.(D)

Friends

How is your beloved better than others,
    most beautiful of women?(E)
How is your beloved better than others,
    that you so charge us?

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