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My beloved is like a gazelle
    or a young stag.
Look, there he stands
    behind our wall,
gazing in at the windows,
    looking through the lattice.(A)
10 My beloved speaks and says to me:
“Arise, my love, my fair one,
    and come away,(B)
11 for now the winter is past,
    the rain is over and gone.

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