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- His left arm is under my head, and his right arm embraces me.
- Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you by the gazelles and by the does of the field: Do not arouse or awaken love until it so desires.
- Listen! My lover! Look! Here he comes, leaping across the mountains, bounding over the hills.
- My lover is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look! There he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, peering through the lattice.
- My lover spoke and said to me, "Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, and come with me.
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