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Sos 8:14

The Beloved to Her Lover: Make haste, my beloved! Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.

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Sos 2:9

My lover is like a gazelle or a young stag. 1  Look! There he stands behind our wall, gazing through the window, peering through the lattice.

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Sos 2:17

The Beloved to Her Lover: Until the dawn arrives 1  and the shadows flee, turn, 2  my beloved – be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountain gorges. 3

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