¹⁹ A hind of loves, and a roe of grace! Let her loves satisfy thee at all times, In her love magnify thyself continually.

⁹ My beloved `is' like to a roe, Or to a young one of the harts. Lo, this -- he is standing behind our wall, Looking from the windows, Blooming from the lattice.

⁵ Thy two breasts `are' as two fawns, Twins of a roe, that are feeding among lilies.

³ Thy two breasts as two young ones, twins of a roe,

¹⁴ Or to a young one of the harts on mountains of spices!

¹⁵ Drink waters out of thine own cistern, Even flowing ones out of thine own well.

¹⁷ Till the day doth break forth, And the shadows have fled away, Turn, be like, my beloved, To a roe, or to a young one of the harts, On the mountains of separation!

⁴ And there cometh a traveller to the rich man, And he spareth to take Of his own flock, and of his own herd, To prepare for the traveller Who hath come to him, And he taketh the ewe-lamb of the poor man, And prepareth it for the man Who hath come unto him.'