^7 (A)I ^[a]charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
By the gazelles or by the does of the field,
Do not stir up nor awaken love
Until it pleases.

^9 (A)My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag.
Behold, he stands behind our wall;
He is looking through the windows,
Gazing through the lattice.

^17 (A)Until the day breaks
And the shadows flee away,
Turn, my beloved,
And be ^(B)like a gazelle
Or a young stag
Upon the mountains of ^[a]Bether.