Song of Solomon 2:8 BBE

⁶  His left hand is under my head, and his right hand is round about me.

⁷  I say to you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes of the field, do not let love be moved till it is ready.

⁸  The voice of my loved one! See, he comes dancing on the mountains, stepping quickly on the hills.

⁹  My loved one is like a roe; see, he is on the other side of our wall, he is looking in at the windows, letting himself be seen through the spaces.

¹⁰  My loved one said to me, Get up, my love, my fair one, and come away.