5:8I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.
5:9What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? what is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so charge us?
5:10My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.
5:11His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven.
5:12His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set.
5:13His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.
5:14His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires.
5:15His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
5:16His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.