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The watchmen found me
    as they patrolled the city.
They hit me and hurt me;
    the guards on the wall took away my veil.
Promise me, women of Jerusalem,
    if you find my lover,
    tell him I am weak with love.

The Friends Answer the Woman

How is your lover better than other lovers,
    most beautiful of women?
How is your lover better than other lovers?
    Why do you want us to promise this?

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