~ or a young hart ~ 22_SON_02_09  My beloved is like a roe or a young hart, behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, showing himself through the lattice. #, 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. #,