<p class="sosspeaker"><b><i>The Beloved to Her Lover:i>b>p> <p class="poetry">Make haste, my beloved!p> <p class="poetry">Be like a gazelle or a young stagp> <p class="bodytext">on the mountains of spices.p>

<p class="poetry">My lover is like a gazelle or a young stag.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">Look! There he stands behind our wall,p> <p class="poetry">gazing through the window,p> <p class="poetry">peering through the lattice.p>

<t /><p class="sosspeaker"><b><i>The Beloved to Her Lover:i>b>p> <p class="poetry">Until the dawn arrives<n id="1" /> and the shadows flee,p> <p class="poetry">turn,<n id="2" /> my beloved &#8211;p> <p class="poetry">be like a gazelle or a young stagp> <p class="poetry">on the mountain gorges.<n id="3" />p>

<t /><p class="poetry">At that time<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">the crops given by the <sc>Lordsc> will bring admiration and honor;<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">the produce of the land will be a source of pride and delightp> <p class="poetry">to those who remain in Israel.<n id="3" />p>