12 But my own vineyard is mine to give; the thousand shekels are for you, O Solomon, and two hundred are for those who tend its fruit. 13 You who dwell in the gardens, my companions are listening for your voice. Let me hear it! 14 Come away, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.
Song of Solomon 8:12–14
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