My love is like a gazelle or a young stag: Behold! he stands behind our wall, gazing in at the windows, showing himself through the lattice.		And he made for the altar a grating, a network under its ledge to its middle. And he cast four rings for the four ends of the grate of brass, to be places for the staves.
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