She’s been awakened to her lover at the door; she comes to the door only to find he has left myrrh as a token of his love for her. She now opens the door to find him gone. She resumes her yearning search for him.
\n6 \tI opened to my beloved,
\nbut my beloved had turned and was gone.
\nMy soul failed me when he spoke.
\nI sought him, but did not find him;
\nI called him, but he gave no answer.
\nNow she encounters the sentinels — some say they mistake her for a prostitute while others say the imagery is her own language for what happens inside of a person who missed her chance to be with her lover … I’m with Exum in saying this: there is no explanation for this part of the story.
\n7 \tMaking their rounds in the city
\nthe sentinels found me;
\nthey beat me, they wounded me,
\nthey took away my mantle,
\nthose sentinels of the walls.
\nNow she pleads with the women of Jerusalem to help her find her lover.
\n8 \tI adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
\nif you find my beloved,
\ntell him this:
\nI am faint with love.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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