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The guards patrolling the city found me.
“Have you seen the one my soul loves?”
Hardly had I passed beyond them
    when I found the one my soul loves.
I held him, and I would not let him go,
    until I brought him to my mother’s house,
    to the chamber of her who conceived me.

Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you,
    by the gazelles and does of the field:
Do not arouse or awaken love
    until it delights.

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