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“It is the voice of my well-beloved. Behold, he comes leaping by the mountains, and skipping by the hills.

“My well-beloved is like a gazelle, or a young stag. Lo, he stands behind our wall, looking forth from the windows, showing himself through the grates.

10 “My well-beloved spoke and said to me, ‘Arise, my love, my fair one, and come your way.

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