¹⁷ Until ^(A)the day breathes
    and ^(B)the shadows flee,
turn, my beloved, be like ^(C)a gazelle
    or a young stag on cleft mountains.^[a]

¹⁷ Until ^(A)the day breathes
    and ^(B)the shadows flee,
turn, my beloved, be like ^(C)a gazelle
    or a young stag on cleft mountains.^[a]