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¶ The voice of my beloved! behold, he comes leaping over the mountains, skipping over the hills.

My beloved is like a roe or a young hart; behold, he stands behind our wall; he looks through the windows, blossoming through the lattice.

10 My beloved spoke and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

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