~ my beloved and ~ 22_SON_02_17  Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether. #, 22_SON_05_05  I  rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped [with] myrrh, and my fingers [with] sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock. #, 22_SON_05_16  His mouth [is] most sweet, yea, he [is] altogether lovely. This [is] my beloved, and this [is] my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem. #, 22_SON_08_14  Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices. #,