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The Gazelle

The Gazelle
(Song of Songs, 2:2-17)

Hark! My beloved!
There he comes,
Leaping over mountains,
Bounding over hills,
My beloved is like a gazelle
Or a young stag.
There he stands behind our wall,
Gazing through the window,
Peering through he lattice.
My beloved spoke thus to me:
"Arise, my darling;
My fair one, come away!
For now the winter is past,
The rains are over and gone.
The blossoms have appeared in the land,
The time of pruning has come;
The song of the turtledove
Is heard in our land.
The green figs from the fig tree
The vines in blossom give off fragrance
Arise my darling;
My fair one, come away!"

"Oh my dove, in the cranny of the rocks,
Hidden by the cliff,
Let me see your face,
Let me hear your voice;
For your voice is sweet
And your face is comely."
Catch us the foxes,
The little foxes
That ruin the vineyards--
For our vineyard is in blossom.

My beloved is mine
And I am his
Who browses among the lilies'
When the day blows gently
And the shadows flee,
Set out, my beloved,
Swift as a gazelle
Or a young stag,
For the hills of spices!
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