The watchmen that went about the city— The watchmen that go about the city, found me; they smote me, they hurt me: the keepers of the walls plucked my veil off me.
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Song of Solomon 5:7
7 The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.